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Sep 2015
I can't stop the madness,
the sickness inside my head.
there is just way too much sadness,
so much fear and dread.
I don't want to be an adult today,
I'd rather hide or run away.
I don't want to play games
so much responsibility driving me insane.
I happened to blink,
years have passed by,
nothing for sure in my life,
except a handful of loved ones,
making me accountable to do what's right.
And there in the midst of it all I find
the courage to stand tall,
and break down these walls.
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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