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Jun 2014
What is wrong with me?
There are spots on my glasses
and a sweater
named Betty
is eating at my
skin
eat my hate
I don't need it anymore
I'm letting go
let me go
don't make me stay here
it hurts
it hurts
r0b0t
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r0b0t  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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