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Bloodied knuckles, Scabbing fists, Held quite fast to stinging wrists. A mark or two that perfectly fits, Hidden beneath where a watch now sits. - A can of tuna, once a day. An apple keeps the hunger away, Black coffee keeps the pain at bay. A darkened head is my mainstay, Tomorrow begs for a brighter day. Here's to hoping I don't fade away. But no, forget  now. No, not today. N.H.
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 3:14 AM UTC
Fade
Bloodied knuckles, Scabbing fists, Held quite fast to stinging wrists. A mark or two that perfectly fits, Hidden beneath where a watch now sits. - A can of tuna, once a day. An apple keeps the hunger away, Black coffee keeps the pain at bay. A darkened head is my mainstay, Tomorrow begs for a brighter day. Here's to hoping I don't fade away. But no, forget  now. No, not today. N.H.
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 3:14 AM UTC
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