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Jan 2019
I watched him run into the night
Filled with stormy tears
To relieve his fears

I waited for him through the night
He left his coat and phone
And he never came home

Some things you just don't wanna hear
Some things you can't believe
The truth is always laying there
Somewhere in between

But deep inside our heart of hearts
We knew what he would do
Roommate ran out last night. Finally heard from him this morning. He's still alive, but he tried not to be
James LR
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James LR  22/M/Idaho
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