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Dec 2013
Can't you see I don't care what it does to me?
I want you to use me
To keep me confused
To keep me locked in limbo with no prospect of heaven
This as good as it will likely get
Floating into the blind, white abyss
At least there is time to think here
I hope the numbness kicks in soon.
Carly Fletcher
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