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amy
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perfect repression rising
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purple tzar
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this is the worst trip I've ever been on.
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sunny
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something i'll say one day, when i find my own, it'll be so prefect, nothing hurting...home, real home, not shelter, home.....i just want to find it, where maybe you'll hold me tight, and i'll feel safe, and listen to rain fall on the roof above, and not have to worry about anything but oyur heart beating
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freakizh
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you've laughed at me you've taken my money you've ended my patience you've spit on my notebook
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silent storm
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I am "home" wishing I was somewhere else.
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020309
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pushpins
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summer comes and goes and the sparks fade as i relive them through the seasons daydreaming and wishing and exploring the marvelous opportunities that summer brings. The days drag by heavy and melancholy and my eyes are painted with think black eyeliner smudged by my restless fingers. and school ends for the year and all I can say is "can i go home now?" (to maryland)
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andru235
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here i've been for centuries (oops, i mean, i'm mid-twenties) i'm ready to return to home (er, i mean, to the New Rome) look. i must speak in a manner frank that i'm alien is no prank. this is not for you to fear i'm powerless, and stranded here. it's not my body which seems strange rather, it's my mental range though i've skills you've never known i'm as inept as Estragon please, brothers, bring me home on this earth one cannot roam fences, private property cover the land as far as i see
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sirflaccid
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I was stuck there for four days listening to it. "What's wrong?" "Why are you so depressed?" "Life goes on." I swear to god if I hear any more questions or advice from you I will be forced into a homicidal rage.
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Syrope
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the summer i stayed with my cousins, i kept getting that song in my head and i'd be idly singing it floating around in the pool. i think i gave them a complex.
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041231
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what's it to you?
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