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What?

Ask yourself, what do you want out of life? Do you want to fly? Do you want to dance? Do you want to sing? Or do you want to sit on your ass working that minimum wage job for the rest of your life keeping your dreams too deep to remember? Ask yourself, what do you want out of life?

I want to write.  I want to write about the love and innoscence of children. I want to write about the hardships a teenager has living in the superficial United States. I want to write about what it's like to lose someone close to you. How it feels to have your heart stomped on. How to deal with being forgotten.  I want to write.



You can hear me in my words. When you do, think whatever you would like.
You will see me when they let me in. When they do, I will try to see you.
You can touch me when they let me out, but when they do, you'll forget anyway.
You can hear me in my words. Whenyou do, think whatever you would like.

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