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Jun 2017
Hush little baby
Don't listen to what they say

Rest your pretty head
Numb it 'til it's fed

They're on their backs
You're on your knees

You have it bad
But you hate seeing them sad

They have no nerve
Just empty shelled words

Let them eat your apathy
You no longer seed negativity

Stand so tall
Your greatest downfall
Is never wanting someone to fall
My father tells me constantly
"People will always have it worse than you.
Find it in you and always stay true."
bluevelvet
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bluevelvet  24/the same as you
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