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Aug 2013
Ever look down and not like a ******* thing you see?  
Then having your feelings confirmed by everyone you meet
The words come out and cut like a knife. Leaving scars on your soul for the rest of your life.
Every time you start to feel a little better those voices come back to life.
   Screaming louder than ever before.
This isn't finished I just hit a wall with it
Pendragon
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Pendragon  26/F
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