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By Irb

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fall asleep to the lull of white noise (the moon is so bright) awaken to the smell of death take a shower, but still feel impure i need a cure where is the cure i need a cure there's poison in my medicine cabinet (out of sight) of its origins i'm unsure it's labeled with pretty letters reading "l i f e" maybe someday it will be my cure maybe someday life will be my cure maybe someday it will be my cure Written March 8th, 2002 © on Mar 08 2002 02:56 PM PST    18 • 0 • 1

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