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Jun 2017
The worst pain is the kind you let sit,
Let it rest on your insides growing fat and fierce
Knowing that if it ever was to leave
You'd be terrified that you have nothing left to feel
Tupelo
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Tupelo  23/M/Maryland
(23/M/Maryland)   
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   WickedHope and Keith Wilson
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