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Sep 2018
I'm not innocent but I'm certainly not contempt
It
Gets harder not to go to addiction
Instead my issues are written
Ink bleeding from this pen
gloomy thoughts only make me want to write again
I said
It's hard to keep my life together
My emotion's lost in the weather
Unpredictable but it's not getting better
Love forgotten to memories, rusted treasure
It feels like I've drowned again but I never
My heart lost in seas, forever.
Redid it, I'm not familiar with stuff like this.
Folie
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Folie
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