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Sep 2017
i am living
a sleep paralysis nightmare
can't move or scream
just let them do what they want with me

there's a darkness
never understood until the light fractures
either coming out of interrogation lamps or from helicopters

suffering like a blister in the making
silent digging
terrorized unapologetically
to feel it is one thing, to be cauterized by it is another
rodeo clown
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rodeo clown  19/F/TX
(19/F/TX)   
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   jude rigor, peperico and fdg
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