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Feb 2020
Day after day, I want to quit
I search for joy but unable to find it
Too cold to cry, left with my bottle overfilled
Warmth is for the happy; yet I still keep up my shield
Depressed, stressed, smoking down this black
If I ever spilled my feelings, no one would have my back
Its days like these that keep me up at night
Got me thinkin that life’s not worth the fight
I keep it pushin tho, no giving in
Cause at judgment, nothing matters but sin
Written by
Ash
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