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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Wednesday, September 30, 2015
At the edge Maybe this is my breaking point, maybe this is where I loss it. It's like I'm stepping into this terrain filled with crevices and with one wrong step, I'll fall right though with no chance of getting back up. I want to try but do I really wanna try so hard? I'll probably end up not going to anywhere I would like it enjoy and simply accept the fate that has been set, cast and stone. So what is the point? Maybe it's just to prove that I can do it. I guess that'll be my only motivation, I can and will do it because I'm not motivated or driven enough and thus I'll push myself to be more motivated and driven solely for the sake of it. Don't lose it Cheryl. Cut whatever baggage you need off and focus. |
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But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay |
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