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Bubble boy and his internal struggle My heart is a bunch of knots; So damaging to myself, my God! Why can I not just catch a break? And find someone, to ease this pain. The drugs don’t work, I need her. Only she can cure this nausea. So full of bile, I fake all smiles, I think, I thought, I oughta. Stay away because I am contagious; No more self-dangerous, just so sick of it all!!!! This is so much pain for one man to own. I sit in silence to drown out the moans. The noise cuts like a knife and I fall to the floor. I have so much stress, so I detest, This never rest. This this. Is this really the best I can do? The most fun I can have without being **** I would remain sad, but as I exhale, These words of fail, I know all things, they end one day. So if I have to suffer these nails, That I keep within my body, frail, Then surely I will one day be saved. Saved from my eternal struggle, Over quick double, Triple the trouble. Love can only burst my bubble. (C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 12:05 PM UTC
Bubble boy and his internal struggle
Bubble boy and his internal struggle My heart is a bunch of knots; So damaging to myself, my God! Why can I not just catch a break? And find someone, to ease this pain. The drugs don’t work, I need her. Only she can cure this nausea. So full of bile, I fake all smiles, I think, I thought, I oughta. Stay away because I am contagious; No more self-dangerous, just so sick of it all!!!! This is so much pain for one man to own. I sit in silence to drown out the moans. The noise cuts like a knife and I fall to the floor. I have so much stress, so I detest, This never rest. This this. Is this really the best I can do? The most fun I can have without being **** I would remain sad, but as I exhale, These words of fail, I know all things, they end one day. So if I have to suffer these nails, That I keep within my body, frail, Then surely I will one day be saved. Saved from my eternal struggle, Over quick double, Triple the trouble. Love can only burst my bubble. (C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 12:05 PM UTC
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