Feelings of Travel
My feelings seem To be all Over the map I have been Sad in Chicago I have been Sad in LA I have been Sad in New York I have been Sad all over The damn place I am just A weak emotional Grip I want To cry and Take a never Ending road trip Maybe this acid Will get me Somewhere maybe to Florida or Baltimore I just know I do not Want to live Anymore
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