In 10 years
I hate the question where do you see yourself in 10 years
To be frank some days I don’t see myself being here
Weather I am the one to pull the trigger
Or a spare of the moment accident
is the one to cause me to take my final breath
I believe in my final breathes I could peace within myself
But there are some days
where I just want to say that only happiness will be in my life
...Tuesday 8th June 2021 12:15 pm
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