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hey nice drop, i was really feeling it, lifes like that innit? some days you just wish you could go back to being small again, to the times when you had no worries and everyone got along, no drugs, no hate, no police. Back when life hadn't hit you yet. Its shit man, i think that all the time, you hit teenage years and life just blows up in front of your face, my generation have a lot to deal with these days...sorry for going on but i'm sure someone can relate...and this poem did exactly what i think it was supposed to do, it got me remembering good times, before i grew up and got the weight of the world on my shoulders. Keep postin man, i like your style.
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The Body In The Bath
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