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Once you catch it you're screwed, and it's your fault
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Based on one of my weird random daydreams...by weird I do mean weird. I blame those music videos that have warped my brain.
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I hate you, Domenico. With a burning, flaming passion.
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An old poem, from a year or two ago, dedicated to my mother. i thought it was pretty well written so I posted it here.
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Another poem describing my self-hatred, also pretty old, from October last year
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really old poem i wrote during the suicidal days. I love the rhythm and the rhyme scheme, which took me about an hour to build.
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My brain hurts....and the voices want me to write something using their favorite word over and over...so here goes
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I had a dream, I woke up, I wrote it down, this is the outcome
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I stink at love poems, but I'm proud of this one. :D
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