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Mar 12
My world is washed in grey
A place where once there was color
My world became this way
When I gave up on what was sure

Because it's people that give life meaning
And I've lost enough that it's bleeding
Losing love, and joy, motivation, and needing
I'm trapped alone in the grieving
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Aimée  F/The Past
(F/The Past)   
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     Jeremy Betts, Aishu and Rob Rutledge
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