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I'm waling alone tonight, 
acting as if i'm alright, 
I'm heart-broken and brain dead.
maybe things would be better with a bullet in my head.
some feel i'm crazy,
and they don't like me.
but what they don't realize about me,
is I don't care, just let me be, 
just let me be who i want.
and I will not taunt,
those who are pricks.
because after all you cannot pick,
your own life and plans.
Oh wait, yes you can!
Posted: 2009-11-05 00:19:04 UTC

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