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Jan 2019
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I want to see the end,
but I'm affraid to walk the road,
I feel like something is missing
from within me to keep me afloat,
Disturbances in the air are the
breeze of despair,
This song is stuck in my head - it
cannot be fair,
Have I been judging people by what they
have known and should have I
been judging by what they do not?
The meaning I'm losing, it's hard
to resist,
this simple temptation to merely
exist.
David Crow
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David Crow  23/M
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   Melissa Rose
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