And a Lost Secret...

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I'm not thinking sometimes

Sometimes

When I'm depressed

I blurt things

When I'm angry

I blurt things

Things

That I wish to erase

Fuck you bastard

For making me

Sad

And angry

And to let go of my

Secrets

I need more erasers

Maybe thousands

I let my emotions loose lots

I guess

To say so much

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