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here goes another day

heads spinning with a rock in my stomach

bearing my crosses, counting my loses

I’ll never be what I want to be

I'll never see what I want to see in me

and I don't care

no I don't care

 

my body disregards feeling, there's something reeling in me

through the wilderness of sorrow, that's where I'll go

this life is dull and I’m bleeding through the cracks in my soul

but my wounds don’t show to these strangers, they don’t know

 

we pretend we’re one and the same

but we’re as separate as stars

I like to think that we are

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alexander-montgomery-dawson
26 / M / American
Published
Dec 1, 2014
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