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Sep 2013
Sometimes I wonder
If I take pride in being a tragedy.
And then I catch myself
Staring at the ceiling,
Too drained to even sit up.
And that's when I see
That I might have built this room,
And filled it to the brim with hell,
And entered it with my own free will,
But I wasn't the one who locked the door.
I hate
I hate
I hate
I hate
I hate.
I said I hate.
AJ
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