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Apr 6
What do I do
Why the hell do I do what I do
I feel like a train hurtling towards another
Yet doing nothing to stop because I love the thrill of going fast
take me back to when I didn’t care
Written by
Ickabobroe  16/M/Nunya
(16/M/Nunya)   
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