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Sep 2019
summer days
gone like a hays
will I remain, sane
only god knows my, PAIN
contemplating my deepest desires many dark thoughts
painful memories arise
inhale the good smoke exhale the *******
days turned to nights, moonlight touching my skin
I feel complete.
Written by
Fernando Estrada  22/M/palo alto california
(22/M/palo alto california)   
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