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Sep 2014
I keep moving along I hope im not living wrong
Im hoping god is forgiving when im grinning at my mess
Like a game of chess im thinking about my moves
Not saying they're right i might not get sleep at night becuase of some things
The things i want to say
Im inside myself loving but the world is not meant to be shared alone
I loved drawing ice cream cones becuase life is sweet
beeps the graffiti writer
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