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I want to flee the scene of sadness, fast forward to a better time, or worse yet, playback to a when i wanted to remain quite still. But I’ve been feasting on all kinds of bad decisions, and now the time has come to pay the bill. I’ve tried to run but it is futile. I’m always intercepted at the gate. So I’ll make haste and scoot back home now. This sadness doesn’t like to wait.
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Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 5:46 PM UTC
Bad decisions
I want to flee the scene of sadness, fast forward to a better time, or worse yet, playback to a when i wanted to remain quite still. But I’ve been feasting on all kinds of bad decisions, and now the time has come to pay the bill. I’ve tried to run but it is futile. I’m always intercepted at the gate. So I’ll make haste and scoot back home now. This sadness doesn’t like to wait.
...when you run out of distractions
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Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 5:46 PM UTC
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