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Feb 2017
Can't sleep and
Can't think straight
Twisting scenarios
Blistering sores
Scratching the wound
Because it ******* itches
Ripping at scabs
Until I **** the infection
Crimson blood spills
Its an obsession
Its an addiction
And I can't ******* sleep
Until its quiet.
LeV3e
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LeV3e  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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