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Trapped on and island and


Trapped on and island and can't seem to define it. Blast from the past, hoped it would last. Failed me like the lies that are floating in my mind. Feel so empty, from all my friends moving on to bigger and better things and I'm still here  looking for that mix tape that I had replaced. I hate waiting feeling like I'm being abandoned by all that I held so dear. Let me just cry some tears. I am told by so many that through this I will become stronger but it's getting harder to believe even after everything I've seen. Lord what are you making me? Being ripped apart only to be made whole. It hurts so badly. I can't even tell you! I will be better, just give it some time. Maybe I'll be fine, if I follow the line?
There is a reason and a purpose I was put here on this surface. But what is that reason? I couldn't tell you. 
So many regrets that I left behind, still hunting me in my Frame of mind. Listen to these hopes of the future, but Focus on the present. Listening to advise to receive instruction in trust I would become wise. 
I'm now walking blind. So let's put this to rest I think it be best. 
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<p>Hope you enjoy</p>

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