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Sep 2016
Thinking you were breaking my soul
Oh, little did you know
A heart made of stone
Is it me you wanted to mock?
Truth is;
I'm still standing
Wishing you could turn the clock around
Regrets now sinking in
A little too late, don't you think?
Better you wanted
And it's all I could offer
Knowing that the best is yet to come
Your impatience misleading you
Now look where it got you
Down and out, overwhelmed by regrets
Diary of a Lonely Teenager
Johannes Coetzee
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Johannes Coetzee  Luckhoff
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