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Head down let it all soak in,
Trace the pain to where it began,
Hold my breath say a prayer,
No responce no ones there,
Tears swell up to fill my eyes,
No one here to see my cries,
Grab a pen to ease my pain,
to pull myself from the pouring rain,
The emptyness subsides if I swallow it down,
Seems to go easy with a bottle of crown,
But the hell returns each comming day,
My life is a waste,
Who gives a fuck if I stay?
By yeawz jr
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