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Confession

May 13, 2014
By Anonymous

Walking down the road
like a dog .
Trying to find myself
like a cat .

I make too many mistakes ...
“She should have a brakes”
And this is my fault...
Someone drop the table salt.

“I’m sorry my love…”
Said, whiskey glass

I saw the flying plate.
Right above my head.

“And i love you too...”
Said, bottle screw.

My life is end
Like not famous brand
and I’m never gonna meet you again
In my house full of pain.



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