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Dec 2014
Sitting on my left shoulder,
you haunt all of my thoughts.
You question everything I do
until I decide not to do anything anymore.
Some days you're grey,
but others you're as dark as a black hole
******* all of the life out of me.
I need to erase you,
but you seem to have been created from pen.

        -*KM
Kristen
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Kristen  21/F/New York
(21/F/New York)   
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