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Nov 2018
Please don't stop pouring your sweetness from my eyes..
It's all I have left..
                     Please.

                 I've been impaled and
       I'M   DYING,    LYDIA.
    I'M DYING...
Im so ******* sad.. I just want this to carry on because it's the only thing that feels alright right now.. Everything has gotten on top of me tonight.
Deadwood Jawn
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Deadwood Jawn  22/M/The Unconscious
(22/M/The Unconscious)   
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