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Nostalgia

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Can I go back to a place
Perhaps when I was young
When I didn't care about my face
Or who I would become?
Before the eating disorders and lust
Drug overdoses and deep cuts
Prior to only hearing lies
Attention w****s and jockey guys
I miss those days when we were all friends
We actually liked each other and didn't just pretend
Yes, I miss that time when we were innocent
The nostalgia it brings is like an imprisonment





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