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By i'm just him Date: 2010 May 29 Comment on this Work [[2010.05.29.02.38.2936]] |
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I know nothing but all of you as much as a stranger would I reach for polite conversation and get as much as a stranger should. My voice echo's off of familiar walls and falls on the deafest of ears I'm living with lonely and my only release is glasses touching and the drunkest of people yelling cheers. ~i'm just him~ writings of her |