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I started writing to spill out my inside To imagine things without judgement To tell hidden secrets to the world I started writing for my happiness To lift the world off my shoulder if only for the time being I started to write to feel free Free of drama and stress Free of pain and depression I learned how to channel it into ART this was my self expression but soon the inspiration the way i let go STOPPED... and here I am now left with feeling i can't describe stuck with a cliche
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Aug 7, 2010
Aug 7, 2010 at 8:25 PM UTC
Aftermath
I started writing to spill out my inside To imagine things without judgement To tell hidden secrets to the world I started writing for my happiness To lift the world off my shoulder if only for the time being I started to write to feel free Free of drama and stress Free of pain and depression I learned how to channel it into ART this was my self expression but soon the inspiration the way i let go STOPPED... and here I am now left with feeling i can't describe stuck with a cliche
CLAIRE all bottled up like a coke S.
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Aug 7, 2010
Aug 7, 2010 at 8:25 PM UTC
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