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. sometimes it was love,
sometimes it was hate...
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I wrote a whole page of coward thoughts
to avoid the truth my heart is blessed with...
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I miss you in the morning,
when all I have left is...
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I.
Days become farther and farther away...
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You are
The Queensland cane fields I keep...
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Over the rigid and dreary mountains,
down by the riverside, amidst withered stalks...
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I see the bagginess under her blue eyes as...
discolor her complexion. She does not cry liquid...
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Today I saw her again,
her beauty added perfection...
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I know a girl who carries more
stories than the bible, who's...
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I've come to the conclusion I'm wasting
ink like I'm misusing my time...
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29th September 2012.
Walking in the rain in circles...
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Egypt,
This was neither abortion nor...