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Jan 2017
I knew things beforehand,
I knew things after that hand,
Digging and clawing a way in the sand,
Looking for something to grab,
Safe for a second or two,
Drifting back to the old you,
Remebering when you were at your best,
And then falling in to your worst,
Can't stop this "curse."
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Boo hoo
Mayela
Written by
Mayela  California
(California)   
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