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Oct 2017
I can't get over my mistakes
They follow me on a chain
That I pick up and drag...
I want to drop the chain
But I can't, my hands are empty
Because they it's held by my brain
Written by
soaringllama  17/M/Minnesota
(17/M/Minnesota)   
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