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Apr 15
Maybe you'll be alone
for the rest of your life
empty connections
and no future.

What am I to think
when talking to me
is harder
than the **** that ****** you?
RMatheson
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RMatheson  Beating tired bones
(Beating tired bones)   
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   Vanessa Gatley
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