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Affliction

I don't trust a soul, no not the new or old.

I'm learning how to swallow what this world throws at me.

I'm holding on tight, never let go.

Of the hope that's lingering.

In my heart, in my head. I'm hoping.

For a better day, better life, better way to cope with strife.

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brittany-jackson
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Mar 30, 2013
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