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Nov 2018
oddly enough,
i am oddly out of touch with this world.
i am weak & i am stuck in a whirl.
it’s love i seek,
but hate i find.
the raging anger makes me blind.
i am so lost and out of time.
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they say do good and good comes back,
& ive been good yet still i lack.
maybe i should forget it all.
no one is here, no one to call,
to pick me up on days i fall.
im not enough.
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Written by
the black rose  F/the islands
(F/the islands)   
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