Jay Bailey
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the people upstairsA Story by Jay Baileya journal entry, more than anything |
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empty and harmlessA Poem by Jay Bailey |
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memories are for amateursA Poem by Jay Bailey |
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as miserable as i amA Poem by Jay Baileymisanthropic |
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sleepless sadA Poem by Jay Bailey |
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another mondayA Poem by Jay Bailey |
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nickel and dimed to deathA Poem by Jay Baileyburned out shell of a working man |
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ignore itA Poem by Jay Bailey |
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something in my teethA Poem by Jay Baileystop staring at the void, a*****e. |
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its all your faultA Poem by Jay Baileytraumatic mess trying to organize thoughts when everyone feels like they're out to get you |
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