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Dec 2014
I was elated today
High on my own demise
Only to realize,
I'm not entirely surprised.
It's you who's brought me back here
To a place I visited once before
It's nothing you could image—
Darker than before.
It's all making sense
And come full circle once more
You saved me from myself
Before this all began
You haven't a clue what you've done
But that's the beauty
We were never planned.
Pdub
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