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As I sit and write, try to put down in words.I look outside at the state of the world.I have nothing to say, nothing positive to comment.As were choked and drowned by man-made torment.Running out of ideas so we break and tear, all of our insecurit
I booked a trip to my past. I had some things to take back. First up, Insecurities.
One time, I was 15 and I was at the grocery store It was the summer before I was to become a sophomore I had heard some lore About the eyes of lust, sure But I had never actually experienced them before