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Punch in four little numbers; One; seven; four; five. The time clock begins. Another day in the hell I'm in. Will I survive? Too many people to please. Empty phone calls Empty white walls Insanity is awaiting, Day, after day, after day.
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Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 3:04 PM UTC
Insanity
Punch in four little numbers; One; seven; four; five. The time clock begins. Another day in the hell I'm in. Will I survive? Too many people to please. Empty phone calls Empty white walls Insanity is awaiting, Day, after day, after day.
alexandria-king
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Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 3:04 PM UTC
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