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Jan 2013
I don't sweat , I bleed.
I don't eat, I feed.
I don't want , I need.
I don't heed, just proceed.
I smoke tree's,
and now white fills my eyes slowly.
Lee
Written by
Lee  portland, oregon
(portland, oregon)   
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