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You were cleaning my room, You went through my dresser, Found my journal, Read the first page and stopped Because it was too depressing, Invasion of my privacy.
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Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 3:20 PM UTC
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You were cleaning my room, You went through my dresser, Found my journal, Read the first page and stopped Because it was too depressing, Invasion of my privacy.
keely-phelan
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Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 3:20 PM UTC
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