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Jul 2014
I HATE FALLING ASLEEP BECAUSE AN HOUR BEFORE I ACTUALLY DO EVERYTHING YOU EVER SAID TO ME POUNDS AT MY HEAD AT SEVEN MILLION MILES AN HOUR AND IT'S HARD TO FEEL COMFORTABLE IN A BED YOU WERE IN AND IT'S HARD TO FEEL COMFORTABLE WHEN MY THROAT IS BURNING FROM CRYING OVER THINGS YOU PROMISED ME YOU'D NEVER DO
Anna Elizabeth Bailey
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Anna Elizabeth Bailey  Charleston, SC
(Charleston, SC)   
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