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March 2013

I have taken many steps away from you, and one day you will no longer consume me. Some day, you will be something I can brush off my...

January 2013

I lay here in bed. Smelling cigarette smoke on my hoodie. Tasting alcohol on my tongue. The past has once again come to haunt me as I try...

2012

If only the thoughts in my head, the feelings in my heart, and all that is in the far reaches of my soul could be spoken into words or...

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