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Aug 2018
Bruised my soul, out of control
Bliss be told, we’re on our own
The truth will always be shown

It’s not that I wanted to die
I didn’t really want to give up life
I just didn’t know how to live
I didn’t know what else to give

Tick, tick, goes the clock
Stop in amazement
Do not engage in it

It’s not that I wanted to die
I didn’t really want to give up life
I just didn’t know how to live
I didn’t know what else to give

Things get a little too tricky
Life got a little too wicked

It’s not that I wanted to die
I didn’t really want to give up life
I just didn’t know how to live
I didn’t know what else to give
Jenni Littzi
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Jenni Littzi  36/F/Florida
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