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Past
As Night falls sweat drips Footsteps in the hall the ceiling creaks the light materializes into something strong the smell of roses and flowers like a funeral home laying in the bed thinking about life how my past was wrong and wasn't right looking at the picture on the wall of once was wedding rings Big Dreams maybe life wasn't really what it seems my soul screams for sexual desires I thought we was going to be together forever but you are a liar maybe the unexplainable is it the unexplainable maybe it's just a memory playing out everybody has a dream maybe I'll fall asleep and everything will go away and everything will be fine when night turns to day
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