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Jun 2017
He is confused they whispered with blood dripping from their teeth.
Feasting on the things he can't reach so he must starve himself or drown in whiskey and a packs of cigarettes
Bathing in the smoke
Everything is tasteless
He stiffer and cold with numbness to comfort the frostbites nibbling
Hanging from his nuise
He is just confused they growled
I forgot I ever wrote this, I think I was feeling a little numb headed
Lauren Cardente
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Lauren Cardente  17/F/Rhode Island
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