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I treat my life like a joke, I drink, I smoke, I can't keep a steady job, I cave, I sob, I'm not really one for human contact, I don't attract, I'm not sure if I want to live or die, So I don't try, I've nothing bearing semblance to a goal, It's awful dull, I hope to sing, to sing a song, Of hope that I may carry along, And find a reason to justify, The bleeding heart and tired eyes, A quest for which I could stake my life, A reason for the pain and strife, I'd be happy, to defend to the death, A cause to justify my breath
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Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 12:39 PM UTC
Breath
I treat my life like a joke, I drink, I smoke, I can't keep a steady job, I cave, I sob, I'm not really one for human contact, I don't attract, I'm not sure if I want to live or die, So I don't try, I've nothing bearing semblance to a goal, It's awful dull, I hope to sing, to sing a song, Of hope that I may carry along, And find a reason to justify, The bleeding heart and tired eyes, A quest for which I could stake my life, A reason for the pain and strife, I'd be happy, to defend to the death, A cause to justify my breath
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24/M/East Coast
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 12:39 PM UTC
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