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What a Headache is.

Poetry By: KaNikki

I have no clue hahah.

Submitted:Jul 27, 2010    Reads: 53    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

I think i've done it yes i've finally brainwashed myself oh, the joy Seriously joy if i can get over all that other junk than this is just a small price to pay would it not be? Rather than questioning every move you make every judgement you take and become dissatisfied with whom you've become to finally look in the mirror and be happy or so it seems in your head my mind knows whats truly going on that the smile is nothing nothing but a frown cut out and pasted upside down nothing but a figment of imagination nothing real when you finally find that something that something that is real you hold onto it and make yourself think yea this could be me yea this could be me..


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