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Feb 2013
I'm whole on the outside -  rotten from within.
All my dreams and thoughts are molding.
And the hole through my chest - lets the demons slumber in.
ugh, bad, whateva
flynt
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flynt  Olympia, WA
(Olympia, WA)   
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