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Feb 2010
My nothingness         is constant .Indifference;insecurityI'm a mindless robot .I found happiness,but my happiness makes me miserable .My boredomis a constant reminderof the same ol' day in        and day outI'm unable to handleall of the things that make people                                                                 entertained .I need something   Exciting .my tolerance is bulit upthat I need a bigger rush .Something that would terrify              the average person .Something that would make you     holler .Im destined to failure .We're all destined to be                                  Dead .
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Kristin Savage
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