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May 2018
Stuck in the traffic,
It moves so slow.
Funny, I'm so sick.
I feel so low.

As these cars keeps on stopping,
Here I am, I really can't wait.
To get over everything,
To be okay as well.

Stuck, Im so stuck in you,
What a bad idea I made
But as soon as this traffic ends,
I hope this feelings will fade.
waiting and wanting to be okay isn't that easy.
j
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