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Feb 2017
How one's mind,
can torture oneself...

As the mind races,
with obscured thoughts...

The enemy has now been planted,
and the thoughts are ramped...

Now the feelings begin,
of hatred within....

It's always the other,
so why must i run for cover...
DC raw love
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DC raw love  Alexandria
(Alexandria)   
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   Cristina
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