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Dylan Wallace Jan 2015
I'm walking home
One foot at a time
2 years have come and gone
I never thought I would go back
I left them in pain
Said I would be something great
I would be famous
I failed though
How will they react
I should just turn around
But I have nowhere to go
I'm scared
There is a key under the mat
But I'm just walking home
Dylan Wallace Jan 2015
Her soft lips merge into mine
My fingers weave through her golden hair
Then I awaken from slumber

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