new slate
that new day ive been dreaming of is coming closer
the grounnd beneath my feet will change
the faces i see each day will no longer be the same
and yet what will really change?
when will i realise i cant run from my demons
insecurites
curel words
lost dreams
broken promises
the ones the you lost long the way
you can take yourself away from the place but can you ever truely forget your past?
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