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Jan 2017
I'm cold
I'm empty
It feels as though
there's nothing left inside
these broken bones of mine.
Just thinking about a lot of nothing in my own head. Seems like I'm leading myself down the spiral of my mind, just hope I don't get lost for too long.
Ryan Hoysan
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Ryan Hoysan  25/M/Bethlehem, Pa
(25/M/Bethlehem, Pa)   
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