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Nov 2014
All my life it's been a struggle,
Just to give up things that lead to destruction.

Been working on my brain,
Cause that night when I touched you
My lips became a flame but over the years i found the water.

I search by any means that means my life's corrupted not talking bout the fall I'm talking bout the Moutain...I walk when I can't speak I run when I can't hear I slow down for week just to feel my heart thumpin.
Sorry if I breath just making sure if I'm still alive.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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