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Jun 2017
Unforunate Friday glooms
My job fell through
And my homes a mess...

A person I love in tragedy
Its not mine but it's empathy

.....
Feelin like today I'll fall asleep
When the sun comes up
Stay up all night drink with me
3 days later daylights up
Still with a half full cup
Don't if the sun fell South
Off the earth or we slept through

The coke. The life. The weekend.
Today on Sunday, it's ending
Or just beginning. Soak in time. Its so slowly leaking, so waste a few years you won't be missin. One by one we will be singing happiness.
Written by
Zac Walter
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     Medusa, Ryan Holden, Glass and Zani
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