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No
Thoughts dissolve in my mind, unformed
Ideas race away from me
And unwilling to process them,
I turn away
What else is there left to say
I don’t have faith, okay?!
I was desperate
I cracked and I shouldn’t have
I asked for help
And I shouldn’t have
Ideas race away from me
And unwilling to process them,
I turn away
What else is there left to say
I don’t have faith, okay?!
I was desperate
I cracked and I shouldn’t have
I asked for help
And I shouldn’t have
Published 5th Aug 2014
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8th Oct 2014 1:58am
8th Oct 2014 10:16am
Every moment of weakness has the potential to become our greatness. (wow this coffee is really helping)
