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Oct 2019
Oh man what a day
Why'd life have to be so grey?
As i lay defeated in bed
All i think of is being dead...
I go to sleep,
And i see some water
I take a leap
Into the endless river


Am I floating up?
Or is the sky falling?
I can't tell but the dead
And the living are calling
On one side is my father
Arms open and rejoicing
On the other is my mother
Heartbroken and mourning


I am torn and my heart breaks
I begin to fall as everything shakes
As I fall fast
My bed approaches
Filled with comfort
As darkness encroaches
J-Long
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J-Long  25/M/Canada
(25/M/Canada)   
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