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What Is Real.

Spirl all the way down,
Yet as cheerful as a clown.

Mind expanded due to the drugs,
I'm not going to sweep the positive from that under the rug.

Here I stand outside my regular limit,
It would be straight up sad if I were to pliment.

Confidence seems to came and go,
...Have to keep it when it comes and let it show.

Comfertable right here in my own skin,
So tired of the world following ridiculous trends.

Glorifying love is easy to play into,
Take a step back and don't ever slip right in
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Posted: Aug 2012

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We lost a popular pizza place due to a meth fire. Could have been a cigarette too, don't know for sure yet. I went there maybe twice a year and I'll miss it. The smoke was so thick yesterday you couldn't see the Main Street.doh smoking
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