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Jun 2013
My lounges burn.
My body shakes.
My eyes are
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**But no longers do my eyes sting from salty tears.
Say goodbye to trembling from neverending nightmares.
Sweet dreams. Sleep tight. Don't let the bedbugs bite.
Damaged
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