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Jan 2015
Ashes dripping from heaven

Hands shattered from something

I don't remember why though.

I can't control it

Trollin...

I can't control it

Scrolling..

Hells burning my minutes

Anti  I'm anti depressing when I sit I'm counting my blessing when I ride this time I'm walking stop thinking been tripping and sinking feeling like I've been living backwards..

Tryed to break my fall maybe that's why I don't hug myself my arms and hands are shattered.

As I sit smelling coals all the time I burned threw just to be another clueless snooze.

I'm awake
I'm Awake

Ashes dripping from heaven.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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