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Nov 2013
The words echo in my mind.
disgusting
I feel like I'm dying
or dead.
ashamed
I take my punishment.
I don't make a sound.
Not a peep.
you will be forgotten
Sometimes I miss the old me
because no one could love the new me.
Circa 1994
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Circa 1994  Florida
(Florida)   
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   Chuck
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