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Apr 2015
Here i am i slipped again.
I went and let the darkness in.
Now its here beneath my skin.
Im stumbling again.
On the crooked streets of never.
Where friendships break and ties get severed.
Stomaches ache and lies sound better.
Its best just too pretend.
Yet i know i cant fall down.
Its just too loud,a sickened sound.
I pray that noone else around .
Will laugh at what they found.
Again!
Written by
corey larson  rock springs
(rock springs)   
283
   Andrew and Cecil Miller
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