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The Bullshit Journal ~ by a.j.c

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Reads 532
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Parts 23
Time 9m

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Just another idiotic poem book
That will never be anything more
And you probably won't read any of this.
But if you do. You must have felt pain like this to understand any of it. If not, and you still understand. You're just lying to yourself.All Rights Reserved

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L.T.

I whispered that I'd be good, Swallowed my screams and wrote instead. So I wished to be amongst them and be understood, I decided that even as a corpse I wouldn't be dead.