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Apr 2017
It's been a hell of a year
All I remember is the cold
Sleeping on the floor
In your empty house

Walking your empty hallways
Talking to your empty walls
To your empty heart
Drunk on regrets

I wasn't enough to save you
I wasn't anything more
Than the girl
Who slept in your house
On the floor

Alone in your cold
H.
lucy winters
Written by
lucy winters  Jhb south africa
(Jhb south africa)   
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     Kim, NuBlaccSoul, Drunk poet, --- and ---
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