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Anatomy Of A Tweaker


The nails are chewed all the way off. Bleeding; skin peeling. It helps the nervousness. The arms are scarred up and down. Cut; skin breaking. It helps the pain. The hair is patchy in some areas. Inflamed; skin burning. It helps the stress. The eyes are sleep deprived. Sunken; skin darkening. It helps to think at night. The knuckles are bruised and broken. Tender; skin reddening. It helps the anger. The hands are tightly wrung. Sore; skin blistering. It helps the worry. The mind is foggy all the time. Distracted; neurons misfiring. It helps nothing.
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