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I knew then what I’d think now A pre-chosen idea like an infected wound opens up and feels brand new The burning unexpected taste of a drunken release disappoints and leaves me here I knew then What I’d think now.

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chris-hollermann

American

Published: Sep 6, 2014
LinesWords: 740

Notes: - From A Journey of Self to Self

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