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Jan 2014
Life is hollow; life is pain
I’m never coming here again
There’s no one left, left at all
You built me up to make me fall

It’s a sick world, sick, sick, sick
It’s a world so full of hypocrites
It’s a world I can’t relate
you fill me up with so much hate

I don’t feel like myself today
I need some sort of getaway
This place will surely melt my brain
And you all cause me so much pain
Mitch Prax
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Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
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