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a breif descripton of a disturbed teen's diary intro |
| In this little book of mine You will find small thoughts of rhyme Of this little world to me And this little world you see Isn't but a hell to me And these little thoughts of mine Are written down in this rhyme They are but my only crime In this little world of mine You'll find no one, only me Depressing thoughts of mine you see My words of heart are the key Repeating all that I see |