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I'm fine, but I write break the line, then I subcide blind, but I get by suicide, cross my mind till the day I die, but that don't make me wise no it don't, but it's the road I chose most feel alone, but the ice it holds my addiction chose, where I go I just want to live slow, addicted with no goals he'll no, if I do it again he'll froze night that's when I feel the most, I get in my zone on the streets only lows, felt like my life was a loan I never felt real, life like a bottle of pills the only way I can sit still, till I gained my will back remove my mask, figured out my life task but I'm glad of the life I had, but I live in the past this is all facts, infact I was relaxed comfortable, in my own zone where I can let it flow, let it blow or let it snow, made up my soul

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I'm fine, but I write break the line, then I subcide blind, but I get by suicide, cross my mind till the day I die, but that don't make me wise no it don't, but it's the road I chose most feel alone, but the ice it holds my addiction chose, where I go I just want to live slow, addicted with no goals he'll no, if I do it again he'll froze night that's when I feel the most, I get in my zone on the streets only lows, felt like my life was a loan I never felt real, life like a bottle of pills the only way I can sit still, till I gained my will back remove my mask, figured out my life task but I'm glad of the life I had, but I live in the past this is all facts, infact I was relaxed comfortable, in my own zone where I can let it flow, let it blow or let it snow, made up my soul

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