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Dream, Nightmare, You Decide

I'm living at my parents house
An old girlfriend is living their too
I don't know this until she comes out of a room
She looks at me and asks me if I'm living here and I say yes
She & my mother begin laughing in my face
They then drive away in my father's RV.
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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