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Mar 2013
Smell of death
Muscles lose control
Physical pain revives
Taste of rot
Nothing appears random
Just broken thoughts
Get put on the spot
Not worthy of wasting time
Presents makes others grind their teeth
Worthy of love not accepting hate
Over the bs once the blame game start
All the contradiction needs to end
Can't pretend look pass the bad
Treat it normal how sad
Rejected but not out
Infamous one
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   Jodi
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