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It's 5:03 A.MI’m such a troubled soul. / It’s 5:03 in the morning and I can’t shut down. / I literally cannot sle
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The Corner.I sit here, / in the corner of my thoughts. / Running like a train on no coal. / My soul, / my whole
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Random LoveShe needs the Lord / Like she needs her breath. / Oxygen taken from my lungs, / Abruptly as I gaze i
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