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May 2019
Hello there,
I’m lonely and desperate
I’m fighting my own mind
I eat to fill gaps in my soul
I love to wallow in self-pity
I like to think I’m special
I’ve pushed away all my friends
I’m too scared to get high
So instead I drink coffee ‘til I shake
My smiles are often very fake
I have no idea who I am
I’m either a very troubled individual
Or I’m a terrible drama queen
And truth be told,
I kind of like it like this
What’s wrong with me
Working on a bit of self-reflection...
Empire
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Empire  21/F/Sol III
(21/F/Sol III)   
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