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May 2019
Hello, Death
Smile a wicked grin
As you blind the numb
And **** the dumb.
They think you're a friend,
They think you bring comfort,
They think they need you
To be found.
But the truth is
You've hijacked their souls
And they've simply lost their way.
Marla
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Marla  24/F/Seattle
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