Trouble

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Trouble sleeping
Trouble breathing
Trouble believing
Trouble even if you are leaving
Leaving me in despair crying hoping I could

Disappear

Swallowed by a black hole
And never was I told
That you could leave
and I would stay

Taking the blame

For all of your trouble some ways

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