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Sep 2013
I’m such a troubled soul.
It’s 5:03 in the morning and I can’t shut down.
I literally cannot sleep.
Maybe somebody is dreaming of me?
Wish that ****** would wake up…
I’m wearing white bball shorts and a black expess zip…hood up
Annnnnd……camo crocs haha. I’m a joke.
I’m smoking a djarum black…
The smoke keeps getting in my eyes.
The district sleeps alone tonight is playing on my headphones.
My ex and me broke up 3 years ago..
I have dreams about her every night recently.
In my dreams we’re happy.
So when I wake up it feels like we just broke up and I cry….
Written by
Rob C
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