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Dear Diary.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Thought that I was a fighter.
I know my heart should be indestructible.
But you made it impossible.
You don't have to tell me in order for me to feel it.
Because I'm just that vulner
ab
le.
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Meet me on the equinox.
I'm falling.
Nothing like you.
Getting my wings on.
Thought that I was a fighter.
Lights will guide you home.
Go out and smash it.
Come on and fly with me.
Twenty twelve.
Don't stop, make it pop.
My heart went knock knock.
Once or twice was enough.
Take a breath, take it deep.
Fear of Ghost?
Make a wish.
Malacca Heritage.
; Already.
Awesome possum!
Neither right or wrong.
It's half full.
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