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Nov 2019
i am not doing well
at finding a balance;

    let me know if you'll wait for me,  
and ill let you know when im ready.

was i talking to myself?
are you filled with malice?

the silence is breaking me,
weighing on my soul heavy.

i dont want your forced love or your torture,
in the end im just a lost boy screaming for closure.
Jackson
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Jackson  20/M/Canada
(20/M/Canada)   
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       Kim, --- and Bogdan Dragos
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