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My Feet Don't Move Fast...

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My feet don't move that fast and honestly neither does my mind. I get lost under it all; all of these notions, these urges, these wrong doings. I have secrets to share, that I should share, that I want to share, that i'm too afraid to share. Peopld judge, it's just human nature to pinpoint someones every flaw and hold it against them. They make fun of the cutters, the pillpoppers, the kids with eating disorders and mood disorders, the kids that just don't know where they belong because like me, they're lost underneath it all.





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