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Sep 2023
Maybe I could, find a home
If I could
But I'm lost in the months I hold onto
Forgetting lows is the only way to show you
I'm better

But now I've given up
On my day to day
Brush my teeth
And try to shave
Only to have it shoved in my face
You'll never be better

So how do I? Loose this grudge
And leave behind,
My hand is not the only way you held me
My heart was not the only way you loved me
Now that your gone
Its all I do to go on
I swear I'm better
Written by
Charles KC Aiken  37/M/Lehi, UT
(37/M/Lehi, UT)   
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