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We're bright hiding in the shadows

I am twisted.

I am scattered and sketched.

I’m a trip

I don’t need a drink or a sip.

I am the color of the energy.

The strong that gives vaccines

To the ones who reach out to prayers and lost dreams.

I am a survivor of bruises cuts and an old punching bag in between fights.

I’m a mess a mess by the guess.

A rebel formed from a hell hold called home.

Stand tall out of this

On my level out of this dome,

You’d get confused and thrown off cause I roam far

All Alone.

I am open

And I care

Wide awake is why I share.

I bring wisdom, facts, and not opinions

It’s been me since the beginning.

I believe in no false image

But what I’ve seen kindness is a treasure.

And I’ve forgotten the mean.

Your past does not define you.

Because it is left behind you.

I leave you mind blown

Stuttering.

But you’ll be completed on my app.

It’s Christmas time on dads lap.

It’s a button

Easy start.

Just gotta try to heal that heart

Jesse applegate

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arrywill-keepya-smilin
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Published
Oct 17, 2014
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