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Jun 2018
my head feels
like a stomach of alcohol
bursting, sick, warm, dizzy
i can't steady
my train of thought
itisfallingoffthetracks
there's a fire in my head
and when I look in the mirror
there is blood running down my face from my eyes and
from my shorts
and suddenly my mind starts working again
remember? it whispers
yes i do
Anna
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Anna  22/F
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     Riham, Γ–zcan Sh, arizona, --- and JL Smith
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