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Feb 2013
These tired eyes have closed
To dream of better days, better times
"One day I will get out of this god forsaken place"
Too many times I've had egg on my face
I've always been lost in reality but the gravity is much worse
No choice or chance for me to grab, we can't all be winner eh?
In my head is the safest, come take shelter
For reality comes knocking with much more than harsh words
Choices to make no time to waste
Time to get out of this god forsaken place
Off to the land in my head safer than a fallout zone
No trouble in sight, in my head...all alone
I'm so tired, with nothing more to say I am going to hit the hay...yea I went there
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
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   Erin Lewis
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