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Looking up


Looking down from where i stand Seeing nothing more but a barren wasteland Watching everything big and small Each responding to mother natures call Looking out as far as i can see Hoping thats someone out there can hear my plea Trying to find a reason just to breath The task is not as easy as it seems A life that once had a beat Now by buried beneath my feet No amount of words can change what came to be Just listen to my prayers and you will know you meant the world to me.
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Spinjanebob

I am a extreme extrovert and out going. But there has always been this darkness in my life that i cant fathom.

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