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Sep 2020
Maybe I did fall in love with you too fast.
Maybe I should've just stayed friends with you so this could last.
Now I'm sitting here thinking about the past.
How I knew this wasn't going to last.
Jokes on me, I'm just a loser.
Now my heart is a bruiser.
It takes hits all day.
I walked around and carried all this weight.
Just to show you that I will end up sky.
Now I'm beneath the ground.
6 feet deep.
Now I can finally sleep.
Its time to count these endless sheep.
Andrew Gomez
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Andrew Gomez  26/M
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