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Oct 2013
It's only getting worse.
I'm only getting worse.

my eyes are;
aching, burning, cried out.
my lungs are;
deadweight, exhausted, ****** up.
my body has;
given up, had enough.

and it's not even noon yet.
Leah
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Leah  I'm around.
(I'm around.)   
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   --- and Ryan Kerr
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