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I'm only interesting when my pain is fresh. It has festered now, And I just feel repetitive and bitter. Like a green apple, I hate green apples.
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Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 1:35 AM UTC
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I'm only interesting when my pain is fresh. It has festered now, And I just feel repetitive and bitter. Like a green apple, I hate green apples.
itsfinemom
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Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 1:35 AM UTC
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