Someoneenvy will one day be the death of me the things we carry are the reasons behind the decisions we make The times we take the fall, lost between finding a faith and a hard place i got great robbers on my train of thought, armed to the teeth. The train rushes to the station and warps the lines beneath the next train derails and the splash when it reaches the creek is clearly evident running down my cheek. Metaphorically, I'm a mess . physically, I'm waiting for what comes next.. I cry please just let me be, My disease Cease and desist, why is it my conscience is clear Yet I cant sSomeone
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