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Sad, Sad


And then I felt this sad, sad way

Not knowing I showed my sad, sad face

And everyone was curious of this sad, sad way

And why I couldn't shake it off.

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Justine.Washington

My name is Justine. I am 18 and sometimes my sadness is perpetual. My favorite writer is Shakespeare, but I am very fond of modern poet/singer/actor Jim Sturgess. Words can't express everything, but they help... sometimes.

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