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by Celia May 6, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
My blood is thinned from the lonely nights of drinking. My lungs are aching from the lack of hash. Eyes closed from the pills. My fingers stiffen from the reaction. I feel my eyes roll to the back of my head. Brain is sending signals of death. My body relaxes as the signals fade.
