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This nauseating feeling that I have just won't seem to go away. Every night I reast my eyes hoping its gone by day. I'm losing hope, i'm lacking faith. This feeling likes to haunt me. It can't help but taunt me. So i'll stick my finger down my throat and it will let me be
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:34 AM UTC
Mutilation
This nauseating feeling that I have just won't seem to go away. Every night I reast my eyes hoping its gone by day. I'm losing hope, i'm lacking faith. This feeling likes to haunt me. It can't help but taunt me. So i'll stick my finger down my throat and it will let me be
starshinelove
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:34 AM UTC
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