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Oct 2012
Some moments I feel like death
Others I feel reborn.
The days where I feel unbreakable
And the nights when I feel torn.
**** me now or spare my life,
Respirator, butchers knife.
How do I feel when I dont even know
How feeling is supposed to go.
Slowly losing shape of mind
Cant understand my own kind.
Since when does body
Conquer soul
Never, because I believe
In Rock n Roll.
***, drugs, music notes,
Sail together
Like wind and boats.
Brody Thompson
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Brody Thompson  22/M/Canada
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