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Oct 2015
Everything I've ever done is to get pass fear and is driven by self hate
When opportunity comes I suspect it's bait
If I bite I might get hooked and lowered into a darker fate
No road is paved but I wish I knew my way
Is there something more?
Alone I've never been one to explore
I just like to lock myself where I know I'm safe
If I throw myself into the cold of the world I shiver and shake...
Will it ever be warm?
Smoke so much I sleep on the floor...
I'm in too deep a puddle to cast myself into a lake
I know I'll feel better if I can be someone who's not me because at least I'll have a chance to die in a comedy...
Ovid
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Ovid  Virginia
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