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Jan 2011
I'm sick
sick of it all
I remember walking down
that same hall
People smiled at me
now they glare
Its nothing I did
nothing they did
its all thoughts
emotions
Based on nothing
that is important

Same people
used to be my friends
Now they just glance
and look away
GreenTea
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GreenTea
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   Alex E Morris
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