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Jun 2016
i was just a kid when i saw the worst things
the worst that i've ever seen
so please excuse me if my voice cracks when i sing
because it's affected me

you don't owe me anything
so take your leave if i'm too much to bear
in my dreams i've seen things
but i've been awake for so long, i don't even care

i know i should be thankful
so i pretend to be
but right now i'm the opposite of grateful
and i'm pretending not to be
John
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John  28/M/New York
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