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Sep 2012
Write what you feel
What is it that's gotten to your heart?

A pen to fight the infection
A brave face is needed for this part

A motionless stillness permeates
When everything is in shambles


Feel through the black mud
Sifting through guts to find a balance

A facade of smiles and laughs
Always kills your negative

Rationalize, even your tide, hibernate
And the wind will blow cool when the sun's long gone and you're still wide awake
John
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John  28/M/New York
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