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Feb 2019
Lived to see the day
Laughed most of the way
Loved at the end of the night
Flying loosely like a kite

But at the end of those days
I have lost most of my ways
I have loved to the fullest
But killed myself with such bullets

Smiles all the way
Sorrow at the end of the day
Somebody... Anybody
Help me..
Lance
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Lance  22/M
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