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Apr 2017
Steals the plight of life, like a seagull setting.
Acquiring its undefined presumptuous talents,

From a stellar transforms into unprogressive element
Of undignified expenses

Waifed, an gray child is shown lit by darkness
Buried and burnt with all its SIN's

A slave to my addiction I faultlessly
Pressure myself to believe

Sugar coating my eyes with dispense
And pensive meditation.


You not wanting me was the start of me wanting myself
Sincerely

_________
Michael Evans✌
I'm addicted to something I don't want that makes me feel like I don't wanna be
Snave
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Snave  25/M/Somewhere
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