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Oct 2014
I struggle to tell you
Let you all know
I've maxed out my nice card
My resources run low

You will all be just fine
Figure it out
How to get on with it
With yourself by your side

I’m letting my hair down
Going to run wild
Through the streets of self love
I resign from denial

I’ll be my own martyr
You could be yours too
I’m bent beat and broken
And can no longer help you
Dawn King
Written by
Dawn King  Loma Rica, CA
(Loma Rica, CA)   
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