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struggles


was bad magic

such a big tragic

for me and the fam

Damn

was having  so much fun

till I made that run and life

went upside down

can't believe

this I see

might be broken

 

pain like a bullet

swollen to a melon

couldn't take it

 

was that my last day

for I am here today

to say

appreciate it did not

decay

gross

nice save doc

 

even though i'm a boss

let me waa waa like a baby

it hurt

please insert “pain free”

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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