I woke up singing this melancholy indie song

I can’t love and

I have no one else to tell

Save this sad shell

of our remains

where once my heart sang

And still the echo rang.

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Good Intentions Gone Astray

stories of my life.

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If you stick around long enough, eventually I'll bring out the wine

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