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Nov 2018
if i could stop then i would,
no longer feel that i should.
when the sky comes down,
lay me down in the mud.
and what you don't know,
you wish that you could.
all the bad in my eyes can't abide all your good.

well i tried.

and i tried,
so why lie about things i cant hide?
dont know what keeps me alive.
Written by
charles  29/M
(29/M)   
170
   Xion
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