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Sep 2014
i was doing
so much better
and now
i am falling off of my desk
to play in the sunrise with
a ******* knife
spraying pepper spray in the knicks
somebody help me
i'm not even sorry
i'm an addict
can't ******* stop
i was stupid to think that i could
so now my insides are flying out like of my pores
and it feels so good
to hurt so much
Christine Eglantine
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Christine Eglantine  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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