I see roadkill everyday. I wish I was roadkill. That's how I feel. I feel like someone hit me with their car and as I crumpled to the ground they continued driving. They didn't even notice. So now I am lying on the steaming black tar and my skin is sticking to it and no matter how hard I try to move I cannot. People keep running me over, again and
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