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Aug 2012
Seeking perfection in the midst of your doom
Nobody recognizes you
You close your eyes to see what you've started
But you're invisible
You feel like you are drowning and grasping for air
But nobody is helpful
You want to give up
But you are still alive
And only God knows the reason why
So you hold it in, bottle it up
And give it another try

How many days have you felt like this?
How many nights have you felt like ****?
How many times have you called it quits?
How many days have you felt like this?

Yearning for freedom
Having no luck, not finding any glory
You are miserable
Nobody trust you anymore
Your brain waves are crashing
As everyone is laughing
And there is no escape
You're begging to sleep, but you're staying awake
Maybe tomorrow
There will be a refuge
But there is no guarantee
So buckle your seat belt
Prepare for the worst
And let everything that is, be
C A
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C A  Oregon
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