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Life is too much sometimes


I felt so lost...in everything Walking trails in my thoughts just remembering what you mean to me im talking day to day my thoughts they stay the same take shots I ain't afraid to bang but yes I stay awake waiting to be taken away off of this world we made people paying to get laid killers are staying up late Dealers are weighing out eights To children that are chilling ain't giving them hate but I wish living was safe like swimming in a ball pitted bottomless lake don't bother me im probably better off this way don't care what they say I feel so lost...in everything
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B.Leaf

Life is difficult but it's a gift like a puzzle that's impossible to put together but never give up just find a nice peace of life and work with it

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