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Mar 2015
Someone say Marco someone make me feel sane
The third person is clearly me , so let me leave

With no sense of belonging for life is a game, and I don't have the skills to maintain . An indifferent individual on a spree to only grieve

What can anyone do about it when you're alone in the rain and you are just *ashamed
Written by
HerrAichach  20/M/London
(20/M/London)   
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