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Jun 2016
regrets pile up in my closet
dreams disappear, as I forget what they meant.

fortune no longer comes my way
blessings are no longer sent.

the love boogeyman
haunts me from under my bed.

as I replay every heartbreak
in my broken head.
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
517
   NuBlaccSoul
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