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Sep 2020
I'm sorry
for all the times
when
you read my lines
it's
like yesterday
when
they made you cry

I've forgotten now
sometimes I'll think I'm dead
will you show me how
to
keep the voices in my head
When you have inspiration, but everyone else calls it depression...
Written by
Joel Husted
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