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Jul 2014
I DON'T WANT TO WRITE ANYMORE.
I WANT TO DO.
I WANT TO GET OUT OF THIS ****** CHAIR AND FIND YOU.
I DON'T WANT TO STARE AT THIS COMPUTER.
I WANT TO BE.
I WANT TO BURN THROUGH MY CITY WITH A SOUL ON FIRE.
I DON'T WANT TO LISTEN TO MUSIC.
I WANT TO LIVE IT.
I WANT TO TEAR DOWN THIS LIE AND DANCE WITH YOU.
Jon Shierling
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Jon Shierling  Old Florida
(Old Florida)   
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