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Sep 2016
My mind is infested.
Plagued by the echos of the past.
I want to be cleaned.
Wipe away all my thoughts.
...
I don't know why I have this feeling inside.
Why can't I forget what has been done?
Must I truly crave that feeling again?
The affection of someone who loves unconditionally?
...
I guess I just needed to vent.
Maybe that's just it.
Hopefully.
...
The damaged speak the truth
Written by
Adrian Trejo
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   --- and Addie D
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