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Dec 2013
I don't like crying
It's a waste of precious liquid
It's a strain of energy that I really need

I rather just take it all
Let the anger absorb me
Delve into my hatred
And never come out
Than admit I am weak

For I will never
Let you know
That you have gotten to me

I swear
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Ink  In my head
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