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- Broken
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self medication,
self actualization,
self destruction.
shame,
fear,
tears.
He creeps.
I weep.
No sleep.
No rest for the wicked.
No help for the hopeless.
No free lunch.
In the land of cold hearts
there is nothing left to say.
Except perhaps, goodbye.
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