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I'm Stuck here no place to go no defense knocked by the blow i am calm ready for a hit wishing for loss every wind knocks me maybe the next will be it.
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Mar 13, 2012
Mar 13, 2012 at 10:50 PM UTC
suicide
I'm Stuck here no place to go no defense knocked by the blow i am calm ready for a hit wishing for loss every wind knocks me maybe the next will be it.
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Mar 13, 2012
Mar 13, 2012 at 10:50 PM UTC
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