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For the Barely Coping


In between I see it I don't know why But I need it I woke up in a cage But it's fine I was born in it In a lifeless room I was made from it Losing touch in the world Don't we all do? We might fall soon But that's not permanent Don't give up Ever heard of it Of course, you do But do you do it Know I do But every time I see it Behind you Your demons taunting you You keep crying Stop Crying Think you can't win your lying You're holding the keys Open the lock doors To get yours I got mine Then you'll be fine Real writing
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See alot of people get confused on why I do this. It something that personally helps me aswell. God gave me this gift a powerful gift as an outlet. Thats what writing is for me. When emotion flies over me this is where I go. It's what I call Real writing. It's a therapy for me.

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