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i’m sitting in my room, in the corner on a chair, I sit and stare
at the wall in remembrance of things that were once there.
there in the room I had been for a third of my life,
there in the corner I sat, with a dull aching feeling in my chest, a throbbing, a feeling of strife.
I sat and remembered, recalled the things of the past.
“make the good times last” they say, but i don’t seem to know how. they all seem to fly by, in a blur, in a flash, leaving me with all these empty feelings and memories that i can’t recall.
perhaps this will be my downfall.
-j.e.k.
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