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May 2014
why would anyone care about my problems?

I possess them
they are mine
they are like children
they are just a delay

I should not burden
anyone else
with the **** that flows
down my leg
well, its pretty self-explanatory, I guess. I'm ******* too much to my friends about stuff they can't really help with...
Elijah Almond
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Elijah Almond  CA
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