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Aug 2010
What the hell is it I'm doing?
Why am I always so **** nice
I step aside and take a break
so others shan't sacrifice

But what about what I want
why does that never come first
I always end up losing out
so others don't feel worse

I guess I'm hoping one day
someone will do the same for me
but time is running out here folks
just whens that day supposed to be.
A Thomas Hawkins
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A Thomas Hawkins  Canada
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