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Oct 2018
If I could mount that rock to my forehead,
the demons I'm fighting would finally go.
I know the risks of one last blow.
Visibility is prevented from me, by me, divided.
I choose sadness because it was all i ever felt.
This plateau of emotion will eventually
**** me-
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Carson Alexander Defelice
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Carson Alexander Defelice  16/M/FL
(16/M/FL)   
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