I'm a Devoted writer and believer of you. A lusting play on words in a pocket that caught a hole, it snagged that sharp nerve you pertruded out of my brain loss. I am now a clock that has lost it's tick.
I'm alana, I'm not funny but you'll laugh anyway.
I can be a good friend, a strong shoulder to lean on.
I'm merely a feeble existense of mankind, 1 of many
so don't judge my mistakes, don't hang on my weary
words, don't linger around my stupidity. I'm young
inexperienced, and I take life one little leap at a time.
It's not about surviving, it's about living. Quote me on
that.
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