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Jun 2013
the first night of summer
and i am
trying to figure out
how to make my brain stop working
how to stop thinking
about all the things that have happened to me
that i can't control
i finally understand
people who get ****-faced
to feel better
if i didn't know any better i'd blow my brains out.
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Redshift  F
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