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Sep 2014
For the sky and the ground
Don't know where I'm bound
Ground into the dirt, it hurts
Pound for pound, it lurks
In thin air, inconceivable
Behind the boulders, unbelievable

It won't leave me
Chronic electricity
And no one can see
The way it dries my leaves

Hangs me out to dry
On the gallows, strong rope
Strong-armed into a lie
Might as well just choke
On my fickle tongue, too young
To have a body feel so old
John
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John  28/M/New York
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