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Sep 2017
Living life after life,
Moments flying by,
Minute after minute,
how much can we really fit in,
Look where we sit, a throne,
Of lies, failed tries, lost times,
Moral crimes, its 2 am and we're counting dimes, looking for something,
Is it purpose?
A thrill?
Or is it just my pen?
Written by
Gabe Ouellette  18/M
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