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Breakella Oct 2015
I had a good day
I haven't had one in a while
Everything was so perfect and I felt alive for once
My day is coming to an end
I'm scared to fall asleep
When tommrow comes my good day will be gone
I will only have a memory of how I felt
I'm frightened that the next day there will be no more good days to come

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