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I am not one to judge a friend nor foe.For we are all human don’t you know. I reconcile the conversations ..

Who am I? I wonder. As I am overcome by this rush of haziness, blinding me from what a mess I have become. ..

Where were you my friend? No where to be seen. I, abandoned, and all drunk at your party. You know m..

For my friend.

I sit here awake, just thinking. Thinking about all the times I should’ve been… What I would&rsqu..

This is just coming from my heart… Be kind.

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