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Dec 2015
I fight just to stay alive.
But I tell them I'm fine.
I'm just lonely.
So I draw you in.
To fill the void.
I embrace the sin.
But then the tables turned.
I played and got burned.
There was always something I couldn't resist.
But now it's like I don't exist.
Forever cursed to walk alone.
With no where to call home.
Nathan Wilson
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Nathan Wilson  London
(London)   
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