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Sep 2014
This is the only way I know
how to express my ice cold
sadness.
This is a world
which enjoys stepping
on angels and uplifting
devils.

I am tired.
This was never a poem.

Before I **** myself.
I'm sorry to those
heroes of mine.

Angels are real.
Pleased to Meet You
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Pleased to Meet You  California
(California)   
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   --- and Nicole Wheat
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