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Untitledallow me to tell you, / This world, this time, is horrible. / Special few seek medication,
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Mar 27, 2011
no titleGod I hope she knows / She remembers, / running away, she was my
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Feb 19, 2010
no titleI killed her / Maybe the world did, / some for me.
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Feb 19, 2010
no titleShe left, / Me, / She left our fish.
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Feb 19, 2010
no titleDays and days roll through / only seconds. all that is / thoughts of you,
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Feb 19, 2010
no titleShe loves me, / she loves me / please love me I can do
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Feb 19, 2010
no titleNobody can get in, / it is far to small, / this place is
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Feb 19, 2010
no titleShe asks if I am OK / I love you then, / well if that is true when all is well
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Feb 19, 2010
no titleyou can come with me and we could / observe everyone. every piece / all of what is around
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Feb 4, 2010
no titleWe stole from each other / a long time ago, and perhaps / thousands of times
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Feb 4, 2010
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