But You Wouldn’t Believe Me, Even If I Told You by Speaking Sorrow

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Jul 2016

I’m battling ghosts
They’re crawling through
The cracks along the floor
And throughout it all
The only thing
Worth thinking of
Is you.

Written by

Speaking Sorrow 23/North Carolina

(23/North Carolina)

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