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Sep 2013
I don't want to talk to the world.
Not today.
Not tomorrow.
Never.
My words are reserved for beautiful things
And the world is too ugly,
Broken.
No friends,
No family,
Nothing will hear me speak,
Because I am done.
I've come undone.
LJ Chaplin
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LJ Chaplin  22/M/United Kingdom
(22/M/United Kingdom)   
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