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Aug 2012
i hate that you never really know anyone.
and that trust is just a thing for the gullible
and i hate how no one really knows who i am.
or who i want to be.
-not even me.

and if you ever manageΒ Β live your life
it happens like a car crash.
it will be quickly, accidentally, and outside of reality.
and either it changes everything. or nothing.

maybe its my fault
that who i am is not who i want.
i could live a thousand lives, but be the same.
to me life is a sorry game.
A Duvall
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