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The things that I say are certainly true, The beautiful one that was picked out of a few, The heart races as you feel the closing, But really, it's only the beginning, Why must it be the way that it has become, Why not the way I pictured it, oh it's such a *** The thoughts seiged like a gun of never ending rounds, The world is collapsing around these four walls with no sound, Please send the help that is needed, I preach to you cause I am feeling defeated, The mind tends to wander a path of darkness, Hope it ends soon, never wanted to start this.
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Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC
Am I Alone?
The things that I say are certainly true, The beautiful one that was picked out of a few, The heart races as you feel the closing, But really, it's only the beginning, Why must it be the way that it has become, Why not the way I pictured it, oh it's such a *** The thoughts seiged like a gun of never ending rounds, The world is collapsing around these four walls with no sound, Please send the help that is needed, I preach to you cause I am feeling defeated, The mind tends to wander a path of darkness, Hope it ends soon, never wanted to start this.
#downandout #letting it out
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Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC
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