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Sep 2013
I ask you this but I beg of you don’t take the ****,
my life is heading into a worthless abyss.
why am I forever to so ****** hated,
I know that my existence shall be debated.
All my life I've stayed so far back,
when I've only ever wanted not to feel a lack.

I can't express my truest of feelings.
Without you thinking my minds nothing but a mess.
Well now my wounds are beginning to seem so
unappealing.
Oh how I try my upmost to hold and suppress

So please why don’t you just **** me now.
Since my live is only ever going to be a one
trick cow.
James Ephraim stubbs
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