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I'm so tired of being jaded my direction is belated beat to the punch by self-berate-ment that's well deserved I've found so much meaning in giving you meaning, you all I've sounded so meaning in being so meaning-ful I'm so tired of being tired and running my head through the wall in my head so why can't I do the real thing and from imagination spring into light of day I'm so tired of being hated my own soul is complicated so how can I help you explicate it when I'm self killing to fear I guess it's all a fairy tail that I love to tell so well I try to give you hope and yet I'm standing in the hailstorm of my own constructed misery I never told you lies, but are these my own two eyes I only meant the best
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 3:04 AM UTC
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I'm so tired of being jaded my direction is belated beat to the punch by self-berate-ment that's well deserved I've found so much meaning in giving you meaning, you all I've sounded so meaning in being so meaning-ful I'm so tired of being tired and running my head through the wall in my head so why can't I do the real thing and from imagination spring into light of day I'm so tired of being hated my own soul is complicated so how can I help you explicate it when I'm self killing to fear I guess it's all a fairy tail that I love to tell so well I try to give you hope and yet I'm standing in the hailstorm of my own constructed misery I never told you lies, but are these my own two eyes I only meant the best
thomas-maltuin
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 3:04 AM UTC
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