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Jan 2014
Alone,
Here in the basement.
Nowhere to go,
And all the company that I've got
Are the ghosts that trouble my soul.

With the ghosts,
Here in the basement.
Nowhere to go,
In front of the cracked mirror.
I can't even see myself,
Where did I go?
Poppi Mae
Written by
Poppi Mae  London
(London)   
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