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May 5
Its hard to stay focused with all these ******* distractions.
theres been too much hangin out,  
but i promise you , I'll slip not
still, its hard to find traction.
Mr. Self medicated
Mr. overly dedicated
Mr. Highly underestimated
Mr. Highly eleveated.
look man , Im just trying to make my dreams full screen,
but when i double i make a fool of myself ,
Am I full of myself or am i foolin myself?
I wonder if the life i want come in my size.
I wonder my future wife would be able to see the pain in my eyes.
When I gotta tell her to myself , I lied,
cause it seem like **** be just beyond my reach.
Written by
Lennox Trim  30/M
(30/M)   
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     Abbott J Hardison
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