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Jan 2020
Once upon a time I had it all.
I was King.
Never thought that I would ever fall.
Lose everything.
Songs about me would echo in the halls.
Oh how’d they sing.
Now my future’s come to a crawl.
What will it bring?
What will it bring?

I woke up too early from dreaming.
Oh how I miss all those feelings.
I can’t seem to shake off these demons.
Wonder what else they’ll be scheming.
Cardboard-Jones
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