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Dec 2015
To remember where I was
Just a few years ago
Feels like moments

To think of how I were
How I felt
What I believed
The forbidden way of thinking
The forbidden way of speaking
The forbidden me, in secret
****** up, not showing
'Cause feeling is weakness
Feeling is wrong
And therapy was never a friend

That is my past
It's done, and I'm reborn
Even though clinging on to something done is wrong
Not smart, not good nor healthy
I try not to remember
Try to leave it
But the past is like a shadow
It's always behind you
If you turn, you'll notice
It's lurking in the dark
I'm scared it'll drag me down
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Alias
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   --- and Woody
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