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It's intoxicating...
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Depression is the suppression of one’s expression. It’s repression, discretion, In an attempt to hide the oppression of aggression, and it..
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Ideal in every way
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A tale of pure imagination, where innocence is captured by life’s picture book.
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We’re not being pretentious,But our words are infectious.Sometimes contentious,We consider our thoughts precious.Tis why we write them down,To s..
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My mind is uniquely mine,It's of the finest design.Twisted and complex,It's both a blessing and a vex.Thinking outside the norm,It's abstract in form...
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Upon every September, I will remember.When autumn begins to breach,And the cold begins to reach,I'll ponder upon memories that cling like a leech.I pr..
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"Forgive me. And I beg for serenity.. After this one last act. "
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When something so innocent takes a sharp, unexpected turn.
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In a world of cruelty and discrimination, a troubled girl of black and white transcends it all.
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