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Feb 2015
Bleh.
All this I feel is pain.
All I want to do is ****.
This pain turns to anger.
Anger which then turns to hate.
All back to the beginning.
A continuous cycle.
Never stopping
Written by
scared  Canton, Illinois
(Canton, Illinois)   
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