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Oct 2014
19 hours
That's how long am awake
for 19 hours I have to keep my sanity intact

Sometimes I wish i existed during Adams time
a time when you didn't have to pay for fruit
or water
or basically pay for your own existence

Life is sour nowadays
things are tougher
people grieve because they exist

have *** with everyone else cause you can't take it anymore
take a couple of pills cause your too tired to fight
look for a rope to hang yourself
or maybe just jump from a bridge


This is how we grieve
this is how we handle our problems

When am stressed beyond repair
i lie down
close my eyes
imagine am at an island
alone and free
walking naked, and I don't care about anything

*but then I open my eyes and its 19 hours all over again
patience, patience
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