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Untitled By: Christina Smith |
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I am in a awkward postion |
trying to revolve myself |
around past moments |
in which i am in sound mind to forget |
My troubles are far more incrusiating |
than anyone cares to witness |
I tried to lose myself through the concepts of realitybut lost it through my guilty conscience not remembering how stupid people could be.... |
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