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Jan 2014
sometimes my existence gets lost
so many sure people
so many unsure thoughts
i dont think theres a way to avoid
getting caught between then and now
if the water always makes me float
how the hell am i suppose to drown
they say there's meaning behind everything
then what the **** is the meaning behind me
because the only thing behind me right now
is a past that taught me who to be
Laura
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Laura  26/F/Toronto
(26/F/Toronto)   
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