March 2015
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Latin Catchphrase
March 2, 2015
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Some days I never have enough Controlling the thoughts thereof Some times it never can be missed And I get fuzzy full antics. Last night
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Teenaged Years
March 18, 2015
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Razor blades and poetry. Night when you, observed the sky, on a swing. I never thought, You could stand me Sleepless nights and meaningfull words.