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Aug 2017
I'm living lies as a death sentence runaway.
A panicked decision to fake it cause I won't make it.


17, and a third of the way through my life.
 17, with a list of lovers longer than my age

17, a fatal heart disease inherited from my father
17, with global connections in every continent

17, an increased risk of cancer from both parents
17, with a planned career for straight out of college

17, a hearing issue that slowly gets worse
17, with several classic cars in storage

17, with at most 40 years
17, with likely 30

17 and living lies as a death sentence runaway
Saint Jimmy
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Saint Jimmy  20/M/Portsmouth
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