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September 18, 2013

He dies slowly in his chair
when he looks to the left there's no one there
and when there's no one home he'll die alone

You don't want me, I'm dead inside
get away before I drag you down.
Posted by Serotonin Storm at 9/18/2013 04:57:00 PM No comments:
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