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Aug 2014
Every fiber of my being that screams in agony
Every thought, every impulse like a sick, sordid symphony
In silence I despair

Thoughts of you are torture
My mind strays, no matter the control
Together for us is no future
Drowning this delusion in alcohol
Aleck Solier
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