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It Didn'T Make Me

IT DIDN'T MAKE ME I made many mistakes, Yet, my mistakes didn't make me, I reminisce on the past, Everything been so fast, Now, we are here, But, we aren't here for we, Busy playing the part while everything falls apart Vain festival; eating and choking, drinking and purging All is well; those very smiles, we kept on forging We are losing it while trying to gain it and keep it When it goes wrong; we are reminded to forget it But we need it; as a reminder not to do it If you feel the pain; you are alive When you are dead; you can't feel the pain We need the pain to keep us sane in this lane In the end, we can only keep our name. Lordvip 23:46 17th Oct. 18

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