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Oct 2014
Surrender to depression and you go off on a ******,
lend a little bit of sadness to the fix.
Get your kicks,annihilation,
sit outside the railway station and
beg for cigarettes from strangers, who don't
give a toss at all.
Some walls are built for climbing on and others built to
keep you in, and you wonder as you open up another tin
of sociopath, where does the wall begin or end.
Lend another bit of sadness to the mix.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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