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Nov 2011
I haven't seen the sun in three **** days.
sometimes
i want to curl up in a ball and catapult myself
into her fiery core and burn alive in joyous flame
but for now
all i have to feel is my own cold loneliness.
nothing lasts forever.
david badgerow
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david badgerow  29/M/Florida
(29/M/Florida)   
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