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I'm in Sac California, having problems in life, everything about me is in my poems |
Sometimes I wish I was locked away in a small room
barely room to breath...
Walking in a dark room
only light is from a sweet candle...
I'm tired
tired of this life I live...
Words
I can’t describe how I feel with words...
Sometimes I wish I was locked away in a small room
barely room to breath...
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My love is like an ocean |