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Dec 2014
I'm in the dark deep trenches of self esteem
and have summited the mountain of self hatred.

My head is not an empty box,
my mind does harbour dreams.
I wish for stars and gold
for claps in rhythmic tones

but instead i sit and cry on about
how i just can't.
can't even bother to capitalize my i's anymore
kailasha
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kailasha  ktm/del/bos
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