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Apr 2017
Why chase after people
they drop you when your heavy
Inside overflowing
its broken through the levee
Lonely
distraught
Why should i try
feels better when i lie
Wishing i could die
eyes to the skies
Nature talking wise
don't always understand
Though ears are open wide..
most days im like..
*******  everything
humanity concerned with making money over everything
I probly wont be happy even when iv obtained everything
walking towards success is tiresome my insides hemorrhaging..
On the days i wanna live
i have so much of it..
So much love to give
it oozes out my mouth
But no one hears me out
i feel too weak to shout
Theres too much oozing **out
Mark The Vagabond
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       Emily Gray, mikecccc, ---, Butch Decatoria, --- and 2 others
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