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Dreams crushed 1
done singing
dreams were crushed
time to stop living
time to stop breathing
i practiced since the begging of the year
yet she got in i didn't
what did i do wrong?
they said i was great
yeah liars
time to leave
time to die
time to say goodbye to my dreams
of what i wanted to be
poem
by
Marissa Ford
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