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Nov 2012
Sometimes I feel bad.
Sometimes I feel rad.
Sometimes I feel amazing.
Sometimes I feel I'm hazing.

But who am I kidding?
I don't even know what I'm saying.
I'm just going on and on feeling so many things.
I don't usually feel strong for long.

I'm happy, I'm happy,
I'm confused, I'm happy,
I'm sad, I'm confused,
I don't know why but I get so ******.

I need to figure things out,
That's without a doubt.
I love my life,
I hate this strife,

Sometimes it hurts like a knife.

I'm stronger now than I ever was,
I guess it's a good help to my cause.
Dennis Meeker
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Dennis Meeker  24/M/Ohio, US
(24/M/Ohio, US)   
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