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Aug 2020
30 past midnight
Still awake for you
Lights burning bright
Just making sure

Those talks about the future
Sounds worse than the music
Don't know whats's true
It makes me sick

Words never change
People does
If there's a chance
Don't talk too fast

I'll hang in here
But not for long
Bring me those strings
Strum it, turns into a song

Play the piano
Just not too loud
Go back to who I was before
So I'll know what it's all about
yep
GRAVE27
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GRAVE27  17/M/Indonesia
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