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Mar 2013
So here we go again
Same old ****
Im the mega *****
Honestly
I could care less.

You did it again
Set me
The *******
But this time
Like I said
I dont give
A flying **** anymore

Cause this is the end
This was it
I work come home
To what or who
My kids
Happy to see me
Im glad they do

The other
Nowhere to be seen
No word
No text
No call
Ya know I am sick of this ****

The whole planet
Can burn before
You notice im there
Friends are more
Important to you
Meanwhile I hug
A teddy bear
At night to sleep
I may as well pour my emotion
Into it because
Otherwise it is being wasted

This depression
This battle
There is no survival
And thats fine
Because
When i go to hell and your there
Your going to be...
My *****.
Semerian Perez
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