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Nov 2018
Nobody believes me
My own mind deceives me
Why would you concive me
If your just going to leave me
But I've been alone before
And found it quite easy
Just waiting about for the world to release me
Finally lay to rest in the underworld that's beneath me
Where Mr Reaper will greet me
Whilst demons eat me
Finally breifily we could be at peace .. see ???
Turtle Shellington
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Turtle Shellington  28/M/Manchester
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