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Nov 2014
It's getting harder to live
I got so much to give
To the girl of my dreams
But that's the girl of my dreams
It seems I'm on the edge of a drop
I just wish that i can Just stop
I'm close to having one of my blood vessels pop
Over thinking and thinking
My obsession will never lead to smoking or drinking
So I'm going to stay alone
beeps the graffiti writer
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