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Feb 2015
What I'm forced into is cold
I don't belong
I can never fathom what I'm told
How can I be on my own?  
No condolences, just good byes
No direction, no hope
Everyone can see the torment in my eyes

Cast astray to change that'll stay the same
I'm walking into a room full of cliffs blind
This noose fits my neck better than I'll ever fit in
The past no longer matters the future is what I want to leave behind
How can I be on my own?
I possess fear of the unknown
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Wasted Youth
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Wasted Youth
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