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Sep 2013
Fury is bubbling up inside me like a volcano ready to erupt,
But all I do is smirk
Because if I let it go,
I'll say things I'll never be able to take back.
And I won't regret it,
But they might.
Sorry it *****.
Dia
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Dia  USA
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