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Old Us

By Harydo NeonPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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I know this is super random

Just got some thoughts that I can't fathom

We are all here, started from the bottom

Ticked off and started throwing tantrums

My mind is in a frozen state

A raggedy place

Broken like a ceramic plate

Buried issues, ain't a got a single clean slate

But at the end I act like I don't need you

Acting like I could make mistakes and ignore them too

This is one freaking hullabaloo

And I wish I could start it all and re-do

But maybe I judged you too much

Maybe I expected a hell lot

Maybe this is just a sequel on

But look at me now, I want my old one

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About the Creator

Harydo Neon

I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.

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