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i'm sick of shaky hands and hearing things screaming at me inside of my head, i go to bed at night and lose you, then in the morning when i wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, i lose you again please don't go, i need you to save me from my demons that attack me at 3 am in the morning -b.m
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 9:59 PM UTC
don't go.
i'm sick of shaky hands and hearing things screaming at me inside of my head, i go to bed at night and lose you, then in the morning when i wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, i lose you again please don't go, i need you to save me from my demons that attack me at 3 am in the morning -b.m
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 9:59 PM UTC
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