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Sep 2020
Slowly deteriorating in life
Living on the edge of a knife
One day I want a kid
With the perfect wife
As the world's at full trottle
I try to be the best role model
But no one knows right
At night I work
Wasted time is a ****
The world I fight
But still out of mind out of sight
I hate this
What subject did I miss
It's hard to work at night
And sleep away the day
One goes a long way
A kiss
with a music note on the wrist
My heart smile's
While everyone beats it with a fist
I done
give me a gun
The poem I killed
As I run
Paul Sheridan Sanchez
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