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Another time, Filled with pain, Oh how it ryhmes, Each night I lay, Awake in bed, With thoughts of you, That i go through, How times of love, Slowly turned, Into tiny bits of torture.
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Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC
Painful nostalgia.
Another time, Filled with pain, Oh how it ryhmes, Each night I lay, Awake in bed, With thoughts of you, That i go through, How times of love, Slowly turned, Into tiny bits of torture.
So i tried writing again... Any advices?
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Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC
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