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- It's time to close the curtains because all I writ...
- the first star i see tonight i wish i may i wish i...
- dear aimee and rhiannon,i miss you like summer and...
- life has a way of being different, suddenly.
- the empty that is now,that seems forever.
- i don't care that i don't care and i know i should...
- sometimes i think his death made them feel cool. l...
- two smoking boys and a cat. memories that fade and...
- I had a glass of aspirin for breakfast.
- today a man noticed that i wasn't reading my usual...
- I sit at tables wishing I cared about talk. I soak...
- Beneath my hands your small breasts are the upturn...
- i looked everywhere, but i couldn't find you and s...
- red licorice, chai and cigarettes. what more could...
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