Past

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So much from my past
Still haunts me
I thought so many
Would last
Its exhausting
It gets me thinking
Makes me over overthink
I write in a journal
Pen and paper
Watching the ink
As I pour my feelings onto a page
That will never see the light of day
As I age
It will make you feel better they say
Write down the pain
And watch it flow away

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