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Jan 2018
A wasted body,
but not from intoxications.
Poisoned and ******.
Losing life, and good intentions.
Stained black lungs,
From the words of another's mouth.
Breathing like a bad song.
Not having a single doubt.
Don't wanna live, don't wanna die.
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