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Mar 2010
deep down, they
remember.
bitterness, happiness,
they choose to be
quiet. i usually do
the same.

i can't say much has
changed. i'm no better,
no more, no catch.
i spew or sparkle;
look twice, you'll change
your point of view.

i starve on purpose,
hold back, hide, drink to
death, back.
hold back, you can't starve
me further, i can ****
myself.
love. now there's a ******
up guy.
me, i'm nothing like him.
never illogical, never excited,
never
mind.
wm jones
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wm jones  Atlanta, Georgia, USA
(Atlanta, Georgia, USA)   
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