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Spring break is over,
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That feeling you get...
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I write this in the hopes that chance has you read this, I write this for those who read it, and i wrote this for my soul who seems to quiver each tim..
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For my grandpa Theron Griffith Jr. R.I.P
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It shall be where we go, when judgement is apon us.
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Theres been too much talk and acting of mistreatment and abuse, and everyone can take it from me, ive had firsthand for many a year. first is my recen..
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when i leave here, i am not walking home, i am walking to a holding cell. a place they put me when ive done thier work,and they no longer have use for..
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Anxiety Disorder
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She lays in the muddy ditch that is cluttered with crunchy leaves of peach, yellow, and red. Smothered with dirt and blood. Her clothes are tattered a..
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tough times show how truely life has no reason.
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