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poem
time is running out running out running out i'm all about the sounds the screams but never about time running out. it starts, it end but it can never bend ...
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How far i've come
i ran as far as i could. it was like death itself chasing me and there was no way to escape it. i hide behind the nearest tree and prayed ...
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life and mistakes.........
tell me if this sounds right to you........ you do the best you can but it never works. you go somewhere new and you try to fit in but you ...