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Mar 2014
I'm so trapped
like the walls are closing in on me
I don't know what to do
I have years of resentment building up inside of me
like a volcano or a angry black man
I push myself through the day
but my soles are starting to wear out
my soul is starting to wear out as if it's coming out of me
where do I turn when I can barely tell my left from my right
Written by
himehh dinero
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