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Jan 2015
a cold evening
the icy floor
the way it touches my feet
makes me shiver to my core

as i ponder on thoughts
on what seems to be nonsense
doesn't explain anything
that makes my whole body tense

but as I go deeper to my mind
tears roll down my face
carelessly looking for
reasons I can't find

the cause of my despair
the reason of my depression
those I will never find
with this meaningless expression
losing sanity bit by bit
call it an exaggeration but i don't really know
Brent
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Brent  22/M/MNL, PH
(22/M/MNL, PH)   
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         mike merrifield, bless, Jamie King, --- and Kate Irons
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