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Jun 2011
Nothing in my pocket,
Nothing on my shoe.
I'm going around in circles
Im someone I thought I knew

Left, broken and heavy
With nothing on my plate.
You've gone and run away,
And as always I'm too late.
Written by
Emily Madeira
453
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