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Apr 2020
I wake up in the morning
Feeling oh so ******* fine
Wanting to carve my soul out with a knife.

Everyone sits dark and empty,
But I’m still light and so **** full of strife.

In an endless battle between my ungrateful heart and soul
I’m starting to lose sight of this god forsaken life.
Written and tuned to a happy acoustic song. I can’t sing for the life of me, but it’s done in a happy voice.
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
(20/M/Wherever I May Roam)   
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