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Jun 25
Lost on the road that takes me home
Zebras pass me by though I still feel alone
Caught in a loop that goes round and round
Caught in a jail to which I'm bound

Eyes closed and right foot down
Hands stay steady but ready to drown
The night light beams on me like headlights
And then I'm home to continue lonely nights
Lonely Nights
Written by
Tiger Ayres  17/M/Bournemouth
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