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Created on: August 07, 2009 Last Updated: November 19, 2009
Tonight I will remember.
Tonight I will cry.
It's only December.
But New Years has arrived.
Tonight I will think of the beers.
I'll feel the pain.
I'll taste my tears.
I'll go insane.
Tonight I'll remember the falls.
I'll think of the lies.
The barbie dolls.
I'll hear my mother's cries.
I'll remember the untold secrets.
I'll drown in unshead tears.
I'll still have no regrets.
I'll hold my breath so no one hears.
Tonight I will remember.
And tomorrow I will forget.
Like I said it's only December.
It's not my death sentence yet.
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