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Feb 2019
no time for burning bridges,
im over throwing stones.
this life ain’t what i pictured
but im making it my own.
be glad when it’s all finished,
i know this is not my home.
im losing myself in it.
always losing myself in this.
Written by
the black rose  F/the islands
(F/the islands)   
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   DG
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