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Wasted Nights

Spend all your time waiting, for someone to come whining. But didn't realize that you were just wasting, ya feelin's. Could you have made a mistake, like that time you ate that last slice of cake or that time you decided to get baked. Red bull on a high but falling soon like the sky. There ain't running now, don't try to lie. Someday this will past, hope to GOD this wont' last.
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Oct 28, 2017
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