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| Friday, October 15, 2021, 5:51:44 PM |
Constantly living a double life, My greatest pleasure hidden with strife, Many that would make a perfect wife, Lost on account of my double life, To balance what is needed from me, To stand solid as an old oak tree, I can't control what possess me, I just want to crumble to my knee, Why must I constantly be this way, Must I strugle each and every day, Confused in bed sad with tears I lay, For it's such a costly price to pay, |
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