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The anxietys of success linger inside,
apprehensive of the choices i've made.
abashed thoughts ensue my head.
Frustration settles in.
What will b..
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Ourfire was distinguished long ago.
Your memories like salt in an open wound,
ascending upon me with the wrath of a thousand dejected souls.
My fee..
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this is a song i wrote about a situation with a girl i knew in high school. thank you
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