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Sep 2013
Must you 
Be so un-endearing 
When times of sadness sweeps my mind and my darkness goes blind 
Shots to my head like I'm going to be dead next 
Would you? 
Because I'm telling you something you didn't know. My chipper attitude isn't priceless. It comes along with sorrow and bliss. 
Together. 
YOUR attitude 
Your hostility of what you don't understand and could never comprehend is unparalleled to my darkness I feel. 
Leave me alone and just let me be real.
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