i used to imagine you with all but tears,
you gave me smiles like mom made me hers.
and i used to think bout you for the years,
you let me inside i was your listening ear.
but now all thats left is me and my fears,
where are you you said you'd be here.
so now ill get going,
where i'll end up i won't leave knowing.
-effy
this is my story, my war story, my success story.
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