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My Fifth

By Dawn MoranPublished 9 years ago • 1 min read

So many things running through my head

Too many memories of things left unsaid

Now I sit here and I wish

of all the times to forget you'd hit

So many night I spent alone

Too many lies believed you were coming home

Now I sit here and I think

of all the times you had to drink

So many thoughts on how it went all wrong

To many times you promised never to be gone

Now I sit here and I ponder

of all the times you had wandered

So many dreams I dare not dream

Too many nightmares I've already seen

Now I sit here and I see

of all the times I'm finally free

heartbreak

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    Written by Dawn Moran