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Waistedlife

The time wasted in my biggest regret spending these places I will never forget just sitting and thinking about things that go on the crying laughing the hurt and the fun but now it’s just me and my hard drive in Gill behind the walls are going to Nelson allowed to be built no I said here waiting to run back to my youth and laughter and fun the chase is over I have nowhere to hide how was last including my pride as myself one word and I go wrong I guess I was weak when it should’ve been strong I was leaving for drugs with Wing that I did wrong but my feelings are lost and found to be sure I’ll look at my past easy to see the fear that I had had free to be me and pretend to be growing children so cool but actually has lost like a blinded joker I’m getting too old for this tiresome game of acting real hard with no sense of shame it’s time to go ahead and get on with my life for feeling my dreams of a family and a life what my future holds I really don’t know but these years I’m wasted now beginning to show a look at my past so easy to see the feeling that I had had afraid to be me now go ahead and make a new start because of dreams I still have a hole deep in my heart I think I can make it at least one a try because I’m leading to a death bit i d�
nt watt top diéta!
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Submitted by jamesmwalkup0 on January 13, 2021

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