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Jul 2019
sat on my ones in the dark
earphones blastin some peep
i always was a sheep
its time to live by me
he who bleeds
thinking about all my life's misdeeds
anger pain happyness all speeds through my mind
i'm one of a kind
left everyone and everything behind
but this cloud above me is silver lined
this road i walk is unsigned
one direction to go
down cause
i aint gonna see the pearly white gates
at this rate im going straight to hell
or a cell cant you tell
im ****** up
Ben Adam Johnston
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Ben Adam Johnston  16/M/Uk
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