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Life can be beautiful, But mostly its ugly. I love it and I hate it For where there are humans; their nature will also be And then I realize...its a part of me. There is no getting out; no peace to be had It can't really all be this bad I can hear my deepest regrets resonating within No place to hide from the incessant spin I feel the water coming up over my head And I pray that its peace that lies ahead.
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Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC
Running, Spinning, Drowning
Life can be beautiful, But mostly its ugly. I love it and I hate it For where there are humans; their nature will also be And then I realize...its a part of me. There is no getting out; no peace to be had It can't really all be this bad I can hear my deepest regrets resonating within No place to hide from the incessant spin I feel the water coming up over my head And I pray that its peace that lies ahead.
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Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC
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