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Jan 2016
I am tired
I am done
I am broke
No matter how many times I say this
Or how many times I plea
I will hear the echo of my own voice
When there's no one soothing my pain
Then why do I choose to live in their way
- rs
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- rs  Pakistan
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   Joe Adomavicia
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