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Nov 2023
And I fell back to the drink, my dark abyss
Never again did I think I'd feel like this
We were so close but now youre so far
Now I'm bleeding because you left a scar
Can't let go but I'm loosing my grip
Running out of words, guess I'll take another sip
Can we not talk this out, I think we can make it through
I'm holding onto hope and I don't know what to do
We were nervous to meet and now I'm feeling defeat
The story is ending before it could be complete
Tomorrow was ruined because of one stupid lie
Now I'm stood at the platform watching my train go by
Thomas Burge
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Thomas Burge  22/M/England
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