Everett Dulin
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atleast its fallA Poem by Everett Dulin |
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oh god oh god oh godA Poem by Everett Dulin |
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cd-107A Poem by Everett Dulin |
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i dont even know, im tiredA Poem by Everett Dulin |
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im sorry, i tried.A Poem by Everett Dulin |
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the poet's demise.A Poem by Everett Dulintheres always a price |
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"im feeling a tad famished"A Poem by Everett Dulin |
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late night lifeA Poem by Everett Dulinguilt, denial, and still heavy into self sabotage. |
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