Yesterday

You think that if I had the chance to do it over again I’d do something different. Make better decisions save me from my ignorance. I keep Making the same mistakes before I see the danger, but I go forward. I’m sitting here trying to keep my composure knowing inside I’m broken & tore up. He got me gone I’m on him like a drug, I try to go but end up wanting more. Stuck in my head vivid as a picture I Wanna be clean but I can’t get rid of her

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