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I dont write much anymore My fingers feel cold on this key board I dig deep into my mind and it remains empty I stare at this key board As if this key board can break me open again Setting me free I dont write much anymore I dont have much to say anymore I remain alone empty, only with my thoughts I cant seem to express
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Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 12:40 AM UTC
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I dont write much anymore My fingers feel cold on this key board I dig deep into my mind and it remains empty I stare at this key board As if this key board can break me open again Setting me free I dont write much anymore I dont have much to say anymore I remain alone empty, only with my thoughts I cant seem to express
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Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 12:40 AM UTC
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