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what_am_i_now
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sabbie
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"clinically insane?" "no, little house on the pairie" young_ones rock my world.
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020327
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mahayana
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light, air, colour you can look but you can no longer touch light, air, colour you can breathe but you can not taste me light, air, colour you can paint but you can not wear me light, air, colour you can be touched but not by me
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020413
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kerry
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itching (literally) longing sitting sighing typing thinking and pondering {**and** oh, geez... imagining kissing your lips which surely taste of salt, a bubblegum tongue, maybe you could lick all my blood away....}
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020413
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kill rhythm
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i am alone
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020414
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Softly spoken
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Well?
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020414
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kill rhythm
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i am alone in my defeat
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020414
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tiny dot star
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pure,pure light atoms for epicureans full bellied moons and stars split in two
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020414
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god
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you are another crotch-rocket jockey
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020620
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Whitechocolatewalrus
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I am a parasite swimming in the area between complete dependence and eventual separation.
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031204
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misstree
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i need to backtrack keep my hand on the left wall whisk myself back to the last missed turn, find the crannies i've overlooked, maybe even figure out where i shed all those pieces and compare them to the replacement parts.
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031205
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unhinged
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for a few months it all disappeared i was loved useful happy (or happier) but he turned out the same and my skin itches again and i hate breathing i am so tired
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031205
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x
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a genuine bastard
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031206
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notme
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wishing i was alive
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031206
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Witchesrequiem
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Tired of sleeping awake... and being awake while i sleep.
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031206
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fairbecca
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sober
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031206
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somebody
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ANGRY hurt sad lonely depressed not rich not ANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurtANGRY hurt
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031206
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Eowithien
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You could, or I mean, *I* could, say, "Just a silly little girl," but I guess that wouldn't be exactly true. I don't know what I am really and I will either never find out or it will be a long time until that moment. I hope I'm a lot of things that won't let me down, that I can be okay with. Some of them I've realized that hard way and it hurts. Though everything does if you think about it too much, like I always do. Someday I will say that phrase as I jump from behind the curtain that is my life, smiling and satisfied. At long last.
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040309
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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