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Jan 2016
i haven't been happy
since i was young
all responsibilities
no fun
i'm slave to a master i'm not even sure exists
and i don't know how much longer i can do this
just another sunrise just another sunset
and i'm still trying to remember how to forget

so i sat and watched you bleeding with a book
they say a pictures worth a thousand words
but there's not yet enough words to describe that look
that you gave to me before you went home
i'll keep wandering in bed alone.
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