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Dec 2014
I feel like a truck driver on a deserted highway
But stuck in like this dark hole and I am going no where I feel like the highway is dead with no living thing in sight like its my own type of hell, all I see is dark ahead of me and sad things stuck in my mind, the thing is I don't know where I'm going, I feel like there is no reception
Because I feel so alone, head lights flashing
But still the dark surrounds my dark travil into this hell, when will I come to a city with life?
When will I come to flashing lights where am I going do I just turn off? Shut my self off?
Say good bye? Travel this highway alone until I reach my safe spot away from my dark torched
Jessi Hennessy
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Jessi Hennessy  Australia
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