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Aug 2016
My trust is broken
to the core, like a crust
my heart weighed heavy with this rust
now just hearing the words ain't enough
I rather feel real emotions like a touch
Then hear empty words with no action to back it up
I'm stuck here in a rut , between and scared and don't give a ****
by the way things have been going down, my luck ain't looking up
all alone in my mind, for days I've been stuck
thought i found the truth, then lightening struck
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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