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Help. The fears I fear got me bare Words got tangled up inside. Oh guilty pleasure. is that so. The pain, the chills, the scars. There is no one to blame. Hurts real bad. To be both happy and sad. Happy again and then sad. Happy sad happy sad happy sad sad sad sad It is a never ending cycle, I am not the kind of person who ask flat out but help. I think I just did it again.
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Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 9:41 AM UTC
help.
Help. The fears I fear got me bare Words got tangled up inside. Oh guilty pleasure. is that so. The pain, the chills, the scars. There is no one to blame. Hurts real bad. To be both happy and sad. Happy again and then sad. Happy sad happy sad happy sad sad sad sad It is a never ending cycle, I am not the kind of person who ask flat out but help. I think I just did it again.
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Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 9:41 AM UTC
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