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You were in my bedroom
Nothing about my room has felt the
same after thatIts like you belong here now, but for
some reason you aren't anymoreSo i sit on my bed and stare into
oblivionWishing you were here with me
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YOU ARE READING
𝖆 𝖊 𝖘 𝖙 𝖍 𝖊 𝖙 𝖎 𝖈 𝖘
Poetryi don't say a lot of stuff, but when i do it's sad random stuff i write + poems + songs 01/05/20