Problems - Poem by bruce nelson
Love and my problems well i dont know how to balance it,
im talking about real stuff not counterfeit. This been the hardest month because my friend almost died, and to answer your question.... yes i almost cried. And if i say i didnt then i guess i lied, i gotta face all my Problems
why am i trying to hide?
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