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Jun 2014
Clouded mind
Cant think straight
Id do anything
To lift this weight

Throbbing head
Muscles weak
the air around me
Harbours a vile reek

Convulsing insides
burning eyes
Please let this torure end
Passing out nigh
How im feeling right now. Bleh hate being sick
Jono Holme
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Jono Holme
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