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  <title>Just Thoughts</title>
  <subtitle>don't look at me</subtitle>
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    <name>tearsonmypoetry</name>
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  <updated>2008-01-18T18:07:20Z</updated>
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    <title>On My Mind</title>
    <published>2008-01-18T15:46:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-18T18:07:20Z</updated>
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    <category term="depression"/>
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    <lj:music>brand new</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I need to get out of this town, this state, this country, before the constraint on my life proves to be too much to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked in the mirror this morning and didn't recognize the person staring back at me, what have i become!?&lt;br /&gt;The person in the mirror looked tired, worn out, worried and fat. I hate my appearance, it doesn't reflect the person i am on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a person looks at me i wish they could see my blackened soul, creative spirit and broken heart. I can't carry on, not any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life, This living, ALL Pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to take a nap, goodbye bloggers, adios friends.</content>
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