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Feb 2015
all these nights writing rhymes
thinking through all the same ****

wasting all my ******* time
hoping luck might come my was a bit

asking myself whats the point to it all
trying to help but wasting my breath

going through stupid medication withdrawal
thinking of ways to bring my own death

everything thing seems to be gray now
I can't even write **** trying to make this poetic.... **** everything
Kyler Williams
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Kyler Williams  Canada
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