Digging my own grave. I'm a slave for this dayly life. The cycle of seasons are passing me by. Day by day I'm loosing my mind. I'm on a loosing streak with no clear path in sight. The struggle is wearing me thin. The cracks are beggining to show. Release my mind body and soul. I want to be the one who's in control.
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