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kneeled on tile floor there's no sense of pride anymore the blood won't stop cough after godforsaken cough no idea where you are and you come to realize you don't even know who you are anymore or how you got there scared out of your mind unable to move praying someone doesn't walk in --wipe your ******* mouth, son, you're a ******* disgrace-- look at me all of this is wrong but it doesn't stem the blood try a sip of water and your stomach turns inside out burning up your throat torn by convulsions broken down man broken down and useless and all you can bear to think about as you cough and cough again wiping all that **** away is just how badly you need one more hit
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Feb 12, 2013
Feb 12, 2013 at 1:51 AM UTC
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kneeled on tile floor there's no sense of pride anymore the blood won't stop cough after godforsaken cough no idea where you are and you come to realize you don't even know who you are anymore or how you got there scared out of your mind unable to move praying someone doesn't walk in --wipe your ******* mouth, son, you're a ******* disgrace-- look at me all of this is wrong but it doesn't stem the blood try a sip of water and your stomach turns inside out burning up your throat torn by convulsions broken down man broken down and useless and all you can bear to think about as you cough and cough again wiping all that **** away is just how badly you need one more hit
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Feb 12, 2013
Feb 12, 2013 at 1:51 AM UTC
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