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Oct 2014
I know that sounds funny.
funny
That's a word I'll still use.
Use
I'm not that type ex.
Ex
'X' her name off the wall.
Wall
The only thing stopping me from the winds of change.
Change
Something I always spend when I need it.
It
What is it?
It
How is it?
It
What do I do with it?
It
I loved her.
Her
Her words mean something.
Something
What a friend means to my world.
World
The place I'll still live in and on.
On
I'm on an endless cycle of the same fall.
Fall
The season that always ends it all.
All
What I still have, with one less element.
Element
An element for survival is the tear.
Tear
Tear the last bad thought out of my head.
Head
Something I need to gain to move forward.
Forward
The direction I walk.
Walk
The motion of my movement from here.
Here
A place I care to be once I get there.
There
Up ahead
That's what I need
She has never seen this place
The only place she can't see me cry.
One minute great, the next minute gone. Anonymous folk don't hear a sad story, hear a sad reality.
Row
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Row  21/M/Portland, Oregon...I wish
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