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Sep 2018
The boy at the back of the car, with red headphones on, he sat on the ocean and he couldn't see past the pain that overwhelmed him.

The boy at the back of the car, his back aches, the tears were like sleeping pills
and nearly brought him to sleep.

The boy at the back of the car, he took pictures, he couldn't find a way to stay happy at one point in time.

The boy at the back of the car, he wanted the knives and pans, but he knew better then to intercede with God's plan.

The boy at the back of the car,
he fought the fight and he is preparing to take flight.
His friend has problems with shadows and thoughts that seemed to trap her in a seemingly never-ending maze of
trouble.

The boy at the back of the car has some issues, but...
The boy at the back of the car,
....is happier now. :)
Sorry it's a bit messy...
forestfaith
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forestfaith  18/M/Singapore
(18/M/Singapore)   
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