May 2012
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April 2012
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March 2012
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Things that seem to be forgoten
Things seem to be forgoten, or are buried beneath countless usless information
I have seemed to have misplaced my intentions, for pointless accusations
The words i keep hidden, and the thoughts i speak out loud send me to my own destruction
i bury myself in years of wet cement, living in a world so unaware of what ive missed
Every person, every soul, has a route, a destination, but we are...
