It looks like my page has been dormant over 4 years.
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Brandon @dirtcityrebel wanted to test his lights and editing skills, and it broke my streak. Good job bud
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May I dedicate my page to once again posting as I please and to being true to how I feel? I think I shall.
Let it be known
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I'm addicted to eating chips
My favorite colors are superhero colors (red and blue)
Many people call me Acero Negro (nobody does)
I feel the number 16 is my favorite number
The name "Jesse" isn't even on my birth certificate
I'm a zebra, i mean Libra
And my marbles have been gone 😟
Look to the sunset Kid
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Look to the skies
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It's there the memories live
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The dreams of a young boy who believed
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Fingers interlocked behind his head, legs kicked out in front, crossed over each other, he exhales and lays out.
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"This is the life"
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Remember
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Why am I even here.
How bizarre. I can hear my own heart grow louder, competing with the pierce of silence, as my body moves slower. I'm not supposed to be here. I should turn back but I see the end. I think someone is watching me. I'm far now, too far. I feel scared. One step after the other. I cant see but I can hear him, no them. I feel them around me. I'm just too far now. Detached, deep in the land of freaks.
I was feeling frustrated and pretty down today. But i feel so much better and immense love to my parents, girlfriend, family, friends and everyone in between. :')
Listen to the sound you've found, past distant murmurs, of screams and shouts from the lower floor
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Underneath the boards, in the lower floor, they'll keep you just to take some more only to end your life
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What hurts the most is by now it shows you realized there will never be a hug goodbye
