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Feb 2019
I don't feel nothing anymore, this life just causes stress
When god chose to ruin a life, why did he pick my address
Whats the point in trying when all I feel is pain
I cant trust my emotions, they keep driving me insane
Is it love or is it hate? I cant tell anymore
You know I said I would love for richer or for poor
But look at everything that's happened now
People tell me to forget but I just wonder how
Forget this life, for get about me
You're better off with him, that's not hard to see
Thomas Burge
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Thomas Burge  22/M/England
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