Here I Sit

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Nobody reads my poems anymore

But here I sit writing on the floor

It keeps me alive

To write what I feel

Cuz the depression is very real

It truly helps

Too let it out

So i don't care

If you got bored

Nobody reads my poems anymore

But here I sit writing on the floor

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