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Feb 2016
So many times I fall, I'm falling, I fall apart.
I'm so concerned with pity things, it drags me farther down.
Why do we run from things we're scared of?
I see it now it's all so clear.
No, there's no turning back from here.
Excerpt from
"The Left Side Of Everywhere"
- Sleeping with Sirens
Xiao - SparKticas
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Xiao - SparKticas  22/M/New Zealand
(22/M/New Zealand)   
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