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Oct 2012
Worst part about pain
Is when you remember when you were fine.
After that you feel like dying,
Gonna walk in the rain
So no one can tell you're crying.

The feeling when you've lost
A thing without a  cost
I'll stay safe underneath the covers
And someone up there must think
We like losing lovers.

The air that I breathe
I no longer share with you
When Im stuck in a rut
And I don't know what to do

A moonlit night
A sunset descends outta sight
You could be alive or dead
You're still living inside my head.
Brody Thompson
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Brody Thompson  22/M/Canada
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