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I hardly eat, And I never sleep, It's hard to be a wild child, When your body shows defeat My heart is pounding, My hands are always shaking, Not enough love and too many drugs, Is a disaster in the making
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Oct 19, 2012
Oct 19, 2012 at 12:57 AM UTC
life as it is
I hardly eat, And I never sleep, It's hard to be a wild child, When your body shows defeat My heart is pounding, My hands are always shaking, Not enough love and too many drugs, Is a disaster in the making
hilary-v
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Oct 19, 2012
Oct 19, 2012 at 12:57 AM UTC
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