World

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I was walking along

A dimly road at midnight

And your laughter was still in the air 

All I know for sure is that every inch of me 

Is filled with sadness 

And I bleed them out

By writing 


I used to write for the world 

But now

I write for you 

Because you're my world

Even though

I'm not yours anymore 

- :(

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