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Sep 8
I feel like everyday is the same
I'm one step closer to my grave
Feel like I'm fading away
I don't know your name no more now
Drinking to take away the pain
Exchanging glances in the mirror
Fortresses forfeit and I get lost deep in my grief, oh well
I need a two four to forget that life is a broken angel wing
Don't even get me started, we're all broken hearted in our own way

On the glass there is a stain
Oh slightly faded on the frame
But it's just a picture, perfect
That's picture perfect for me
Written by
NateWest  30/M/Canada
(30/M/Canada)   
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