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Nov 2018
In the middle of the afternoon
I realized, everything will be gone soon.
I have a problem that I can't say
I don't know how to make people stay.

Everything's falling apart,
I know what to do in my part
But I let ***** happen
In the end, I'm always forgotten.

I know I'm the one to blame
Why things are like this
For my reasons are always lame
And that's why I'm not in peace.
It's afternoon and my mind's a mess, my heart's not in peace and my body is weak to process things. How do you make people stay?
j
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j  19/F/Ph
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