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Aug 2017
again i sit alone
making friends it seems i am prone
i am a drone
i perform mindless acts everyday
i tell loved ones im okay
ashtray
i feel like an ashtray
toxic remains are all i receive form this world
this world full of **** and ******
wow what a world
i wanna leave this world
goodbye world
you make my blood curl
now i will walk across this trail
and everything will prevail
and from the flick of this dial
i will finally be able to smile
goodbye cruel world
Written by
jordan grant  15/M/auckland, new zealand
(15/M/auckland, new zealand)   
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