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Jul 2018
i'm unsteady.
not ready.
air is getting heavy.
are you speaking through the telly?

getting wasted on memories.
it's enough to drain my energy.
and steal all my extremities.

i'm so far away.
you're just a replay.
i've seen this scene, okay?

Gun to my head.
keep wishing I was dead.
my vision's just deep red.

bend over backwards.
to see my attackers.
only to find that I am the Hazard?
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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