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Apr 2017
Where would this end?
Wish they'd listened
Peace please descend
Would if I'm terminated

One hell,
Trapped in debts
Believe me, I'm trustworthy

Two hell,
It's too much pressure
You lost the trust in me

Im counting,
This mount is precipice
I couldn't lean upon a tree

Both ends heating up strokes
On fire, life is under a volcano
Let me burst the way out
And melt down into a rock
The perception of life under complicated circumstances.
Mane Omsy
Written by
Mane Omsy  25/M/Dubai
(25/M/Dubai)   
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   kim and Ryan Holden
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