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Dec 2013
Love...
Your hand is still with me.
Trust...
I see why you cut me.
Mom
Pour me a hug please

I'm drunk... My tears won't stop coming!

I've done what most will do for fame

Look up!  Cause hell ain't the only thing,
It ain't the only thing that's not playing games.

What...
Your questions still tempt me
But..
My heart ain't the thing that speaks for me.
Trust..
Thank you for holding me
Love...
Build me where my dad can see.
Mom...
One day your hugs will be free.

I'm drunk...but tears are not my enemy...

I'm done! Cut me up and finish me..
I look up distracted by heavenly beings,
Distracted by Godly streams
There deep!
I diving  till I'm not living ...

Love..
Thank you for killing me
I believe we look at the great things only by what makes us happy but I believe when you look at your pain and hurt as a good thing like breathing everyday... It can really lift you and **** the negativity
Christian zeal
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   Bunhead17 and Brielle O'Brien
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