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Aug 2018
desire is my master,
I have no worth,
nothing but a slave to my selfless freedom,
I don’t have life,
I have no love,
I have my passion,
a bottle and a gun,
all my will and nowhere to run,
nowhere to hide,
but death fell in love,
there’s nothing left,
nothing to lose, it calls to me,
the darkness,
it beckons my future,
madness talks, a baby cries,
my maniacal life,
a slave to everything,
it’s all for nothing
Written by
Steve  24/M/New York
(24/M/New York)   
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