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Nov 2015
You talked to me about caring
How I could ever not be broken?
It doesn't register in your mind
Fixed ideas of how I should live
What kind of person would you have me be
I'm just the monster inside your head
I'll never be free, getting along with you
Just as long as you keep me down

You think you're so much better
So much wiser than anyone else
You're as ugly as I am
Your true colors showing yourself
Your life is as ****** as mine
No reason to carry on
I'll never try again to shine
To make you feel alright
I'm done with you this time
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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