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Feb 2019
Words I can't express, a pool of doubt and a hope that the water hasn't been tainted
One of those it's too good to be true moments that actually might be too good to be true
Thought I was walking down an unfamiliar lane getting closer to the goal lying at the end
But now I don't even know if that goal is even reachable anymore or if I'm just stuck in a loop I can't escape
It's ripping me apart by the seems and I don't think I have any elasticity left in my body to endure it any longer
It's about time I stopped pumping blood so I can flip the leaf over and stain it with a new colour
The human body isn't just some play thing, it has to be respected and their vital organs are to be kept sacred with respect
We weren't meant to play with one's strings like a guitar and keep the rouse up til they pop
But sadly that's the so called human nature we always preach about, doesn't seem like MJ's word got through to humanity
To be honest I don't know how to feel about this but the closest answers I can get are empty, taken for granted and misunderstood
Why must one **** two birds with one stone when there's a possibility two birds can **** one with no stones
2D World
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2D World  24/M/Nassau, Bahamas
(24/M/Nassau, Bahamas)   
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