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Sep 2016
I'm at the end of my rope
They keep tugging, supplying me with false hope
And this dream inside of me
How am I to ever make it that far?
I thought destiny was holding my hand
But I think it lost track a long while ago
I'm running only on hope and prayers
But I'm not even religious
I think I'm losing my stubborn stare
I feel as if I'm running in circles
Never going anywhere
Jess Hays
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Jess Hays
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