Therapy
July 5, 2018
On my worst days I write,
Sometimes into the middle of the night,
I pour out my soul,
Of what only I know,
And suddenly all is alright.
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On my worst days I write,
Sometimes into the middle of the night,
I pour out my soul,
Of what only I know,
And suddenly all is alright.