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Dec 2013
Old insecurities,
Throwing me to the wall,
I break into pieces,
But you never cared at all,

So I'll keep on watching you,
In that bed where you lay,
So many nights before,
We were lost in our own ways.

So just what happened here?
I guess they'll never know,
That you just left me lying here,
Entirely lost for words.

Old insecurities,
They really bring me down,
So I'll just keep lying here,
Broken on the ground.
It's something.
Andrew Durst
Written by
Andrew Durst  Tarentum, PA.
(Tarentum, PA.)   
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