December 2010
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Don’t let the wicked city get you down
– The Bell Jar (Sylvia Plath)
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Weeping willow with your tears running down, why do you always weep and frown? Is it because he left you one day? is it because he could not stay? On your branches he would swing, do you long for the happiness that day would bring? He found shelter in your shade. You thought his laughter would never fade. Weeping willow, stop your tears. There is something to calm you fears. You think death has...
I just love my friends so much