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Dec 2011
somedays i drink, but thats not the point
sometimes i think while rolling a joint
somedays are for sailors and i curse them away
sometimes i feel lonely as night turns to day
somedays i feel stronger, i'm feeling just fine
sometimes it takes longer, im reeling in time
somedays i get ****** up, and then its all over
sometimes i shut up, and you read another
david badgerow
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david badgerow  29/M/Florida
(29/M/Florida)   
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