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I sit upon my creaky, old porch, watching silently as the sun slowly falls back upon the world, darkness creeping over the sullen land. ..

When life is filled to the top, of horrible things that never stop, it's hard to be happy sometimes. When your life is filled with li..

I know what I am. I know what I'm not. It's time that you let me lie here and rot. You treated me like dirt and you've still got the nerv..

My eyes are looking down to the beautiful sight of the asphalt below. I wonder if it’s as soft as it looks - I guess in a minute I’l..

There is nothing I want more than to be a better man. However constant pain and suffering is f*****g up my plan. I want to be the type..

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