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No longer will I give love.. numbness is my fate...... My heart is bleeding... but blood is not the fluid... All love has leaked out.... Rejection of joy.... my self-destructive repeat To die will be life... I will die lonely... because I have chosen to... Yes, Death becomes me.... Peaches Alexander (shusmith@netzero.net)
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