What is Unsaid
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Last published Mon, Aug 8, 2011
Just some poetry that I thought up about my life. I guess if you want to take a peak into my life or the "Real" me then you can read this but frankly I just dont give a damn what you do.
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Just some of the notes that probably shouldn't be out but I am drunk and sad and depressed and cold. So there goes nothing.
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