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Apr 2019
needles and scars
blades and sleeves
pills and reapers

i drove home going 90 last night
hope to say to my mom hi
tell my lover goodbye
my funeral will be empty
all those i love are gone
and i'm left with the feeling
and the realization

i am the one who is gone.
i'm actually tortured
Braden
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Braden  18/M/USA
(18/M/USA)   
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