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Nov 2014
I wish I was Sober
             But
I can not face
the Thoughts that
Scramble and Scurry
through this brain

I escape
into pain
Any pain that
Distracts
from the real Agony
of Confusion
          Yet
Nothing treat this Sickness
My name is a lie
Written by
My name is a lie  Hattiesburg
(Hattiesburg)   
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   Creep and Zelda Morgan
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