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Dec 2019
I know that I'm not bulletproof, was only left for dead just a few hours ago, I picked my poison, only brought a knife, not cut enough to cut the sudden script of how I meant it to go, my time perception clearly ****** and just had minutes to know, what I wanted simply can be haunted, conflicts conflicting with reality convicted with the dead man, feeling like I'm buried alive, at the moment when I felt that I could make a calculated return, only slated to burn to just align with the truth.. but that was fine cause it teaches the youth, though I don't want them to shoot, what was in it for them?.. higher chances of not growing my stem, I get em!
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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