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Nov 2020
Somedays I feel like I got nobody
Just me and my personality
Where do I begin?
Backtracking my journals but some I refuse to open
Ever wonder why you wrote something
But find out it doesn't mean anything
Just be yourself
But who am I
Looking at the man in the mirror
I got glass no chandelier
Picked up a pencil but words aren't as sharp
Just broke the led apart
A written mockery from the heart
Man why is life so hard?
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  29/M/Minnesota
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