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Sep 2010
insomnia.
rapid heartbeat.
fever and chills.
breathlessness.
inability to concentrate.
loss of apetite.

i'm sure you knew what you did to me.
i'm sure you know i gave you all i had.
you made me sick, in all the best ways.
you were a disease worth dying from.
you did your job, tore me apart.
now stay the **** away and let me heal.

ah, sweet amnesia.
i'm surprised i overdosed before you did. 9-14-2010 to 9-26-2010.
Sarah Wilson
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