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Apr 11, 2010 17:27

I miss my old writings, they're pieces of me I can't find
When I read them, I'm swept away in a forgotten memory or dream
and flooded with the emotions of that particular time
it's like a high - i only write when my heart picks up a new rhythm
I guess that makes me a 'feeling' junkie

And let me tell you about this new rhythm...
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