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Feb 2017
Sometimes I write, just to breathe.
Because my heart rules my head
And I'm so ******* tired.
Blood colored red. Hate in my heart, love on my brain. I cannot escape this crippling pain.
Someone help me, for I am sin. I cannot escape this darkness within.
Marina
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Marina  Delawhere?
(Delawhere?)   
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