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Surrounded by mistakes & regrets? Labels don't define you Are you running this race Fighting demons inside your head? I don't think I am nonchalant If I don't scream at the top of my lungs; I am alive, but death on the inside Life is like a treasure chest Full of gold, silver, trophies, souvenirs, Miscellaneous items that at times mean nothing but an attachment of challenges and accomplishments; yet none define who you truly are on the inside. Copyright © Cynthia Ulloa All rights reserved.
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Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 4:32 AM UTC
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Surrounded by mistakes & regrets? Labels don't define you Are you running this race Fighting demons inside your head? I don't think I am nonchalant If I don't scream at the top of my lungs; I am alive, but death on the inside Life is like a treasure chest Full of gold, silver, trophies, souvenirs, Miscellaneous items that at times mean nothing but an attachment of challenges and accomplishments; yet none define who you truly are on the inside. Copyright © Cynthia Ulloa All rights reserved.
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