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Jan 18
Be real
Why must life be so hard
Why must life be waste of time
Why must life need no answers
Why must life died
Why must people bander you
Why must people need to be that way
Why must everything and everyday be so fucken dead
Sleep I'd only answer for few
Just maybe be little time alone will set it stright
Maybe that's a waste to
Maybe everyone met to be alone
Written by
tina lombardo  36/F/Kentville ns
(36/F/Kentville ns)   
     Perry and Jules
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