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Apr 2017
As you pick your poison
Keep your composure
For we'll burn the bridges
    When we get there
    Don't worry
    You'll find yourself
In ruts again
But when that happens
You'll remember this poem
    And also that you're good enough
    Remember that when the lights go out
    Be tough, for you cannot beat yourself
Up
A note to self mixed up in cliché.
Bottled Thoughts
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Bottled Thoughts
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   Emily Jennie and theblndskr
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