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Mar 2019
i went to sleep late
woke up hazy and grey
i rolled out of bed
to face a new, ugly day
i said it was over
i wish that thought stayed
but you're still a ******* liar
so nothing has changed
Written by
Bird  California
   Aspen Trimble
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