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Feb 2013
What happens when the music gets put away?

The vibrations start fading and the lurking thoughts creep forward.
They quickly swell my mind with fears.
The idea of failure coat my hopes.

I collapse.
Miss Misery
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Miss Misery  Los Angeles
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