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Midnight part 2


I'll always feel kinda low Even though I know I'm not alone I know I can always call.....Home??? Which home??? The one where I had the heart break... That makes my belly ache??? Or the one where I'm free??? To be me And follow my dreams Even if I fail they'll still be proud of me So many feelings Don't know how to deal with all these feelings I'm trying to focus But I can't focus So much in my head I just want to go to bed I want something to cuddle That'll let me melt into it like a puddle I may be a tomboy at times but I still have a heart And it feels torn apart I need to be held tight And reassured that everything is gonna be alright
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