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Feb 2014
My troubles go undetected
soft fabric keeps them protected
now no one needs to ask me
how I obtained this injury
And no longer do I have to lie
which often leads me to cry
and start the cycle again
wondering when it will end
I wanted to write this better
unfortunately I didn't have the energy
nor do I wish to revisit it later
KILLME
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KILLME  Philadelphia, PA
(Philadelphia, PA)   
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