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reflection reminscing
My emotions pouring out
My head lost in the clouds
But my body seemed to drown
I look at whats around
Your nowhere to be found
Whos problem is it now
Somehow I feel proud
I got sober
When we were over
And yet you still use
I feel like I was used
When the money ran out
Cheating came from the muse
Yet I stayed amused
I ignored the clues
My emotions are my...
Thursday 23rd August 2018 2:45 am
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