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So, this is what I get. I think sitting all alone. All those times I took advantage, I should have known. Now every sound echos off the walls, in these empty halls. In now a house, that used to be a home. Once filled with family, now is only occupied by me... alone.
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Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 11:08 PM UTC
Alone
So, this is what I get. I think sitting all alone. All those times I took advantage, I should have known. Now every sound echos off the walls, in these empty halls. In now a house, that used to be a home. Once filled with family, now is only occupied by me... alone.
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30/Philadelphia
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 11:08 PM UTC
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