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Sunday, March 1, 2009
even shooting stars fall.
i am a sinking ship.
sinking.
i was a racing my emotions.
trying to beat the fear following me.
and i was doing well until i got tired.
i was trying to be a better actress and
i was doing well until i got sick of lying.
i don't feel well.
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