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Oct 2012
Hitting my head against the wall,
I know you didn’t expect this fall.
It was because of a slip-up,
My stupid little mess-up,
That now you found out,
And now we’re eating doubt.
It sits none too well,
And my chest is in hell,
Cuz my heart’s got a dent an inch wide on its shell.
Written by
Nyx Ashling
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