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Jul 2013
I'm so tired, but I can't get no sleep.
My deep thought ***** incrementally steep.
I keep getting visions like I have a disease.
My life expects so much, I just don't have what she needs.
I'm caught up in a moment where I'm lost in my mind.
Kinda ***** a bit because I'm alone all the time.
I'm always stressed about it, there's no others of my kind.
Rhyming feelings, I find is healing, at the present I am fine.
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Jobe David
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Jobe David  Detroit, Michigan
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