March 2013
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Later That Day
March 5, 2013
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Plenty of times, with blank faces. Hanging to die, I heard the lies. Several times. Later that day, I felt unwelcome. Petrified cries, I waited
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Settle Down
March 7, 2013
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Settle down, settle down the reigns that hold your soul and wait for tomorrow. Carry me, my heavy hearts thats made of stone, that travels
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It Starts With One Thing
March 27, 2013
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It starts with a kiss, then a smile. You wait for the days, You act like a sin, so cold and reposed. The water is