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i spent awhile writing it

I remember when
the leaves
littered the ground
and I the pills I took
tasted the same
the depression
didnn’t hurt as bad
and my cuts
weren’t so deep

Chours:"i remember when,
we used to just sit
and talk about everything
till it was dark
these memories
of yesterday
are haunting me
are haunting me"

sometimes I would sit
on a bench in the park
and stared at
the moon
I hate how these nights
always seem to end to soon
but the lonely days
never end
Quote by Final
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