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Jan 2016
I try to be something, most often I'm not
I used to be someone, who I am forgot
I can be nothing, its still more than I've got
I think I'm no one, don't ever tell me I'm not
The only reason I've made it at all
I've faked my way through every fall
I pretended i could hold a presence
Every action and every word, used to keep hold of my world
Abandon the truth
Forget the past
There is no proof
Just make this last
AK93
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AK93  24/M/United States
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