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Feb 4
I
                  
                  HATE
Writing the same **** **** every day.

                              MAKES
Me feel like I'm on ******* replay!

                                             BUT
This is the only way I know how to express my love!

                                                      LOVE
Is all i don't believe in, sort of.

                                                                  THAT'S
Fine because is still don't even know if I'm going to make it!

                                                                                 I
Cry because that's all I have left in my frail body to do.

                                                                                      GAVE UP
On everything, there's no point of life, endless void, filled with....

PAIN AND STRIFE, ******* FOR MAKING ME FEEL THIS WAY, I HATE EVERY BIT OF YOU GO AWAY, AND DON'T COME BACK AGAIN ANY DAY.
                                  
                                                         ****
Postal Leo
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Postal Leo  16/M/Good Ol' Texas
(16/M/Good Ol' Texas)   
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