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2002-07-07 | 8:54 p.m. you ARE my FILth yOU CAN�T BECASUE I WON�T LET YOU.... and it hurt�s because i had once recieved you I can�t feel BECAUSE I ONCE HAD and I can�t breathe because it KEEPS you ALIVe your whispering to me LOoSEns YOUR regrets but they don�t make it go away... and i suffer because I STILL FEEL I HAVE TO and I blink because my eyes will not stay WIDE and i kick beCAUSE THAT IS WHAT I HAVE to keep you away far far away... but my skin leaks, and my bones dry my body feels bliss and then nothing at all but the bed was waRM last night, you weren�t there my body feels clean, ugly. you are my filth.
(this is An OLd POeM but IT maKes ME RemEmbER that SPEcial MOmeNT)
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