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Mar 2011
So here we go again,
First time in a long while,
That I feel the need to scream,
To shout and not smile,

Not feel the greatest,
And hide it all within,
Hoping someone notices subtle hints,
That are smaller then any pin,

Just in the way I type,
Or the way I spell,
The way I answer things,
Or the way that I fell,

Come and get me,
Rescue me from myself,
So what was once gone,
Brings hate upon ones self
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