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Decision

Working everyday of this weekend my bones in my ankle hurts to heart despair my brain still full from all the crap I gathered roaming here and there Coffee stain in my sleeves, my brain still blood thirsty feeling light headed as I stand every time starving myself to look right, sorry my body for treating you like this Another call for my composure my boss tells me to correct my posture How much I hope I can correct my whole life from starting to end as this is just a result of series of bad decision from my side Life is just a test you give out with no answer whether you did right or wrong its just much later in life when you find your decision true light Hope it does not scare you little child but that's how much I hate my life to put in words and make it real for you to sigh

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Book: Shattered Sighs