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Oct 2014
My tears won't come like my eyes won't close for sleep,
The last dream I guess was telling me there was a door closing on me.
I've been walking till my feet dreams,
Please no I'll take what I need!
This isn't the end....
But I tell you this will be the end of sleeping outside and not getting payed!!
My fault mom forgive me but in I learned that it's time for great.
I'm not settling for the best...
Faith I hold today.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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