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Jul 2017
what it takes to swallow your pride
In reality your getting played like Hard drive oh and inside...
Your killing yourself to create fake world something living lies.

You know I'm a freak right
It looks like things don't go right
Did you see I didn't want this right
It's like
You know what makes him fight
It's like
You have a hold on him and your grip so tight
Killing the breath until he says stop.
And because I said stop
I get hit with "I WANT YOU OUT TONIGHT"

And now we're here sleeping on the floor of another tonight
My heart is wounded and I really didn't even have no pride
You have everybody mislead and claim you're here for help but like a dog in a cage or a guy with a .45
There's No life.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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