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Jan 2018
I don't know if this is true
Can you help me find a clue
The sky was the color of dark blue
Tears came down like rain
I was in a lot of pain
Things in life, move like a snail
When I'm with you, it's like being in jail
Can someone just pay my bail
Every time I try something, it usually fails
People only buy things, that are on sale
The house next door, just sold
Come to find out, it had mold
You are very bold
This is what I was told
Written by
Kevin Thomas Ortiz  50/M/Los Angeles, California
(50/M/Los Angeles, California)   
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