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Mar 2016
Can't last much longer
Without a change
This life I feel is strange
Becomes unbearable
This sweater made of wasp
Unwearable
Not enough to keep me warm
Not a shelter
Only storm

And this taste in my mouth
I thought was sweet
Becomes a poison dart
Aiming for my heart
This poison invades me
It pervades me
And reaches even the parts
I tried to hide
And I want to show

This life
I have to give
This life
I have to lose
I want to win
But all it is
Is really nothing
And how can I hold on
To nothing?
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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