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Buried, Once a Year
written by: Britney Renee
category: Love
My mind is never made up,
It's hopeless so it seems.
My life is raw and edged out,
And love is cruel and mean.
A broken tear and bloody heart,
It’s all the same routine.
A never ending cycle,
And all we want is company.
Some have scars, and some have none,
But it's all the same in the end.
We'll die alone, cold and in dirt,
And our hearts will never be cleansed
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