I hear the song being played in my head over and over again,
and when I close my eyes I hear a faint sound calling my name.
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Reminiscence
PoetryWriting makes me human and sharing makes me caring? ------Will you be able to understand my fluent blur of emotions?-------- Also I write from what people around me experience I rarely ever fix grammar mistakes cause life is full of them ya know ? ...
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I hear the song being played in my head over and over again,
and when I close my eyes I hear a faint sound calling my name.
