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Dec 2010
You  where the varry essence of me
                   when I knew myself
not the bleach blond waxed painted
        shadow of the preson I was
  But the deep, dark, hungry, youth
       full of expression art & tears
But you went away taken me with you
leaving me shallow with nothing to feel
  nothing but make believe, unlike you
you are truth, beautie, soulful passion
                          That is you
                           PASSION
           that ran thrugh my vains
       peniteeding me with realizem
feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling,feeling......
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