How many days, weeks... moths has it been since I have really written something good? The last great piece I remember writing was all about the loss of passion and finding it again. It was so fresh and real because it was. As my teenage life spiraled once again into a slamming crash in my own room, all those words streamd from my hand. I couldn't
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