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May 2020
I'm so sad,
Staring at this blank canvas
Reminisce about what I had.
****.
Did I really choose this life
Of abuse and drugs.
****.
**** i really thought i knew it.
How to balance my social
And private life, but they the ones I'm *******.
Oh man
What ever happened?
To that little kid with big dream of playing professional with his favorite team.
It was just a dream.
This harsh reality done brought me to realization on how I have to live this life.
Please I cant do it.
My minds ****** up ever since my grandma died.
******* cancer!!
You've taken too many lives.
And we still cant even cure it?
Like wow.
Where have I dontated all my money to?
Oh that's right.
It's in the pockets of the wealthy who in on top of the food chain, while there's so many of of us starving.
What a scam.
If I ever make some money I'll sure to go back to where I came from.
Make sure people are eating my community breathing and that were all happy now.
This is that jam that will get you outta that slump, get you over huge ****.

I'm telling you, your life is worth living
Martin
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Martin  26/M/Somewhere in Space
(26/M/Somewhere in Space)   
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   Vicki Ann
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