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Jan 2013
As i walk threw the valley of the shadow of death,
I look and see all these things i got left, in my path,
never to let me threw. All these things I enconter i have the rite to blame on you,
You made me cry and threw me at my weekest point,Never to let me speak Forever to make me weak, in the heart, mind, body, and soul. I look to the strongest leader to help me grab whole of my own life,
But always you come back stabbing with this knife. Let me be who i want, Who i aim to be.
But remember when i get back up you will truelly see i am crazy XD
Cody Anthony Thibodeaux
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Cody Anthony Thibodeaux  23/M/marrero
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