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May 2014
Will I make it to the end
Or will I fall and lose everything
I'm trying to be a better man...
But why is it so little change.

It's 4am and now I'm stuck
I don't wanna do what he wants me to but I still gave him what he want.

The man in the mirror is so hard to please , it's Sunday and I'm doing "abominable things".

Can we just slow down your rushing me, but if I didn't I wonder if you like moments with me..

Well I don't!
I hate how you go back to old things
Or when you try to fit in with the most stupidest scenes
You have grown into this self seeking broken person..

Will I make it to the end or will I fall and lose everything, I'm tryna be a better man but why is it so little change

If I was honest, I'm doubting myself
I'm doubting my thoughts
I'm doubting, I'm doubting if I can ever move on from me
Please God help me to move on from who I've been
The inner struggle I know to well
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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