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Mar 2014
b
brent?
*******.
that one letter
has sprung my mental self
permanantly
ripped my family apart
made me afraid to drive in that sad excuse of a town
i thought i loved it there
is that why we left?
is that why i flinch
or see blurs of
blue
yellow
green
purple
everytime I see
that silver Chevy pickup?
glad you're gone:)
i wish
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