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Oct 2013
My stomach hurts
Going throughout my day
Like nothing is on my mind

I get high
And try to busy myself
Doing little things
While the time passes by

But in any moment alone
My mind reverts back
To earlier days
Before my enormous
Fault
Came crashing down upon me

But I always knew
That in a certain amount of time
I'd be exposed
Me, myself, and my crime
I wrote this a while ago, honestly. And things kind of changed for me, so I didn't post it. I just re-read it... It is still somewhat relevant.

Β© Peyton 2013
Emily
Written by
Emily  Austin
(Austin)   
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