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Friday, September 24, 2010

Mirror

Once in a while I think
I figured out who I Am
I write in my notebook trying
to connect my feelings and I
feel like I made a revelation
I feel like I am Alive
But then I crawl back into my hole
Because I forgot who I Am
I write things in my notebook
Cursing myself I
am not alive somehow
I am the living Dead
Sans Legacy
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