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I guess this is the end of our trip
Here at heartbreak hotel's doorstep
I'll sleep under the streetlights
You can go sleep inside
There is no more we
Nowhere to go
Nothing else
For us
Now
About the Creator
JM
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.
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