rymes of the poor

December 6, 2011
I sometimes have second thoughts on life
like i cant do anything right, and every thing i touch turn to stone
and every thing i know grows soo cold.
i cant deal with my thought's, racing, pacing all the time.
I guess it's time to draw the line. nevermind; I don't have time.
thank you, goodbye

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