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The age of 25 I grew fonder of self love. Neglecting myself had me lost on what was above. Lack of my peers over years applying pressure. My mind’s on autopilot, that’s the closest I’ll get to a Tesla. My self denial and selfish trials put bolts in me. All this love, Is this girl playing a joke on me? Truly my deepest darkest fear is I lose it all. Breaking me down where I thought I was all along I can’t even express with my words, maybe a song Maybe everything that I needed I had all along.
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Sep 10, 2020
Sep 10, 2020 at 3:33 AM UTC
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The age of 25 I grew fonder of self love. Neglecting myself had me lost on what was above. Lack of my peers over years applying pressure. My mind’s on autopilot, that’s the closest I’ll get to a Tesla. My self denial and selfish trials put bolts in me. All this love, Is this girl playing a joke on me? Truly my deepest darkest fear is I lose it all. Breaking me down where I thought I was all along I can’t even express with my words, maybe a song Maybe everything that I needed I had all along.
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Sep 10, 2020
Sep 10, 2020 at 3:33 AM UTC
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