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Nov 2017
sometimes
my mind forgets my body
and the pain i've put it through
it trudges us along
the path of bad choices and damning denial
it drowns us
in false hope and sickening pleasure
beats us with the harsh
metal of reality
someone
put the **** thing to rest
let us rest
we are falling apart under the pressure
of it's tyrannic commands
something
something has to give
as it continues to take
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Ford Prefect  22/!
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   Glassmuncher
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