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Jun 2014
How do you cope with life,
When the pain is to much?

When that hole in your heart is blacker than an abyss.

When all the drugs in the world no longer lead to comatose.
......SOULESSS.........

EMPTY...........


.................LOS­T

You were once my shelter my, addiction....

I'm lost in your walls gasping for air,.... breathing in cyanide....... I need you now more than ever......or do I even need you?
Ronald Ferreira
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Ronald Ferreira  Georgia
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