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Dec 2012
Its a constant battle.
A war fought alone.
A war against myself.
And sometimes, I just dont have the strength to come out on top.
My weapons turn against me.
I lie bleeding on the floor.
Another battle lost.
Damaged
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Damaged
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     Geanna, --- and Timothy
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