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Dec 2016
Oh I can't tell how I feel right now
Everything is a confusing mess
It's like my heart is shrouded and veiled
My thoughts run aground like a ship

I have doubts and fears whispering in my head
So many old ghosts wish me to be dead
I don't know how to survive this
I can't help but assume the worst
Written 9 February 2016
Jack Jenkins
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Jack Jenkins  30/M/Texas
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