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Mar 2016
Tie up these laces,
Music set to blare
cool morning air fill my lungs,
road beneath me tire my legs
And I won't stop
Not til my muscles collapse
Not til the numbness wears off
And then maybe,
Just maybe
I'll find some clearance
Perhaps then my ****** up head won't be so ****** up
it'll all be clear
And what I want is what I'll do
I won't regret, I won't apologize
And that will just be okay
And maybe then I'll win this battle that I'm fighting with myself
Payton
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Payton  27/F
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