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Jan 2017
I wish I wish
I wasn't like this
Can't give to get
Can't aim to miss.
To be alive is such a gift
If only I, could learn to live.

Glow glazed in my guilt
Sick swallowing pride
Feeling all that I feel
killingme inside.

sinking is my spirit
Missing is my mind
Bodys long mistreated
Lost is all my time.
rachel redwine
Written by
rachel redwine  joplin
(joplin)   
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