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Nov 2011
-6-
Read it and weep is what was said before you sleep of heavy eyes that have cried and cried denying you tried to have a stronger stride in everyone else’s lives realizing the lies of lying beside a hive of pride wears interfered with your fear’s gears given to you by piers to have you stay clear of abiding in tears bestriding you to do best impressing the depressed under arrest for theft of aggressed messes their confesses addressees you to pieces of what was needed reread the succeeded who defeated the pleaded weren’t conceited eventually forfeited.

Apparent parents nonstop watching the clock for when you will stop wallowing in the following inquiring who’s hiring without fault of firing desiring an admiring ring from a team of teens wanting a rewiring of what isn’t giving out a beam of mean to supreme schemes of more than it seems acclaims a frame of you rearranged to set fame to their game.
Annabelle Rose Fineir
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