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03-04-2008, 06:39 PM
I've wanted to be a writer since the fifth grade, but I don't know if I'm really good enough, and I'd have to get over being afraid to show people what I wrote.
This is what I thought, I thought you'd need me. This is what I thought, so think me naive. I'd promise you a heart you'd promise to keep. Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.  AFI- "Prelude 12/21"
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