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Jun 2018
How i sit here wondering why?
How i sit here wondering when?
Will this all end...
A dark place where you wish, you were dead.
An open hole in your heart,
that is not getting filled up.
Just hurting,
Just bleeding,
Just there with nothing to fill it with.
How i wonder when, my time will come,
How i wonder why it cant come now.
A sad state of mind,
where no wall i climb leads to an exit.
Where no path leads to a success.

Dark place where, your mind is a maze
To which there is no escape...
i was feeling pretty worn out and pretty much lost, i bundled  all my thoughts and just started writing.
Iljano lepelblad
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Iljano lepelblad  32/M/Greece
   Rick the shoe shine boy, --- and BMG
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