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Jul 2019
She woke in the morning
she left without warning
a faded line of coke
Pain settling in I could choke
Bed is my only escape
Yet I lay here wide awake
Empty like an abyss
Why can't I feel anything but this
Broken man
I am ,
this *****
I know she's bent over getting ******.
kyle Shirley
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kyle Shirley  25/M/Kalamazoo
(25/M/Kalamazoo)   
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