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Dec 2013
Standing by the class
all these kids
look around
and they ask where is my phone
glued to these things
inanimate in nature
physical is the feeling
keep your eyes away
for all the people
that you wish to hide
go and hide inside a hole
hide your face from
all these people
that think they know your hunger
for this pride that you have been hiding
put your hate on your head
put yourself back in blue
introvert style man what should I Do?
NickBlockOneLove
Written by
NickBlockOneLove  Detroit, MI
(Detroit, MI)   
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