No care

December 4, 2011
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Love is just another set back that you find your sitting back and fearing the past but trying to except the present only to see a scary end, we throw blows only to lay broken under a half rotted sky, full with much despair i find myself always going nowhere, dreaming with no sky miles cause im to afraid to die in a world with a lot of hate and no love

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