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Or some shit.
I need rest my head in a spot that doesn't condemn. A place where I can speak easy. Tired of placing palm to forehead in exhaustion. I'm tired of "doing right" .. I"m starving myself over convictions I hold. It's a fucking struggle with my demons who just want to ride bareback and toss lines into pools filled with something rather than nothing. I'm not even sure if they be foe or friend. The lines are confused, I'm fucking tired.
Did I say I'm tired?
I'm fucking tired.
