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Apr 2014
something people can't actually understand
things that make us different
a scar on our wrists
a bottle of liquor in our bag
a fake smile through the day
a chaotic mind
or a poem burried in an old school book
a song full of meaning
things that hurt us just so we can feel
again
faggotten
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faggotten  Hell
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