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Haunting Past


I sit up online Trying to forget my past The old memory of mine It breaks me fast The thoughts make me hate Myself and who I've become I know it all was fate But remembering how dumb, I was makes me sick I wish I never dreamed To the point I was ticked At my life and the world For not being my fantasy I lost it and curled Up into a ball you see My dreams and wishes Will never come true My hopes are washed like dishes I should just stay blue Become an adult Give up on dreams Everyone else has joined that colt Where the light doesn't beem But if I loose who will follow? I will die alone with nothing All my life will be hollow No fun no games just a sting Of pain where my heart should be A dark hole in my chest Crying myself to sleep Knowing I never did my best...
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