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Jan 19
What do I feel, if I even feel at all?
I'm ashamed and quite frankly, I'm confused.

No longer would I want to question
what is already known to be true. . .
yet where is thy confirmation?
'tis an ode past due

there are glimpses
of which I can't quite catch
where I linger
and now find
caught in this beautiful,  
intricately woven web of loneliness—

m̷y̷s̷e̷l̷f̷
May 29, 2012

pacing on the pavement outfront, I conjured this
Lilywhite
Written by
Lilywhite  26/F
(26/F)   
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   Kristo Frost
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