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Abducted

Did I know what a haiku was at 16? Yes. Did I apply that in this poem? Fuck no. I was abductedAnd always will be. © 2001 DiRtY

1997

I was 12. What the fuck am I talking about?! Missing someone is the hardest thing to doWhy do that if they’re not thinking of youBut you’re never sure if […]

Addiction

I didn’t even know what word “addiction” truely meant in 2002. I was a very, very big fan of Nu Metal and popular pop that plauged television, that once upon […]