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Jul 2017
My mother taught me all the fables
I stopped leaving my feelings on the tables
To keep them inside and not let them show
Once in awhile they'll slip out a window

Another night again
Another journey without friends
Buried somewhere deep beneath my skin
There's a war I have to win

The nightmares I wake to every night
Makes me want to give up the fight
To crawl into a ball and cry
Wanting to do nothing but die

Look into my eyes
See pass my disguise
Do you see the tears
That have fallen through the years

But every morning I'll get up
Put on a smile like daily make-up
Suffer though the days
So in the night my mind decay'
A  Landstrom
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A Landstrom  23/M/Where my love is
(23/M/Where my love is)   
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   Guadalupe Meza
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