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Yes No I Don'T Know

Lately, Not sure, I don't know. Wait, Ya I do, I know Hold on, I'm confused, can't choose Why all the contradiction, Who am I? I thought I knew me, Turns out theres not one but two persons, Which ones Dylan, fighting for control, All day the two voices yell and scream. I'm an ******* a nice hyoocrite, Don't ever ask things of me, you'll leave lost, Not closer, but farther from right and truth. The two personalities in battle for a voice, Help me, what is me, I'm losing grip, Or don't it's up to you, I can't choose. I'm cracked, it's up to you, pass the glue?

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Date: 5/28/2021 8:46:00 AM
Interesting lines, Dylan. Don't lose your grip, for at times we all feel divided into pieces.
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