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Jun 2013
out into the wilderness you go
to **** on that little bit of heaven
to feel it,
to feel something.

once it was your ***** little secret
but you can never be to careless with secrets
the more you hide them the more apparent they become to those who you tried ever so carefully to disguise them from.
as with every secret it was found
people were hurt
and you lost your little ritual
your evening game.
sent into the wild to do that one thing which keeps you sane.

so as you stand there in the dark
next to the trash bins where you belong
and watch the glow of your friend flicker away
think to yourself, is this okay?
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Curious Tales
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