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May 2014
“I’ll smoke countless
Cigarettes
And leave countless
Scars
On my arms
Turn my lungs
Black
And **** myself up
If it means that
I won’t have to
Remember every ****
Second of that
******* day
And oh my god I
Just need to forget,
The pain is driving
Me insane, and I don’t
Want to hold on
Any longer so why am
I still here?”
Hunter Banks
Written by
Hunter Banks  Maine
(Maine)   
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