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It's been years
And pieces of me are scattered
From one end
To the other
Of this godforsaken state
That I call home

I have loved
And I have lost
I have been torn up inside
Broken open
Twisted and crazy
Memories they haunt
And keep me up
At night

It's been years
And I have grown
Up, down and out
But I tell myself that
Everything was for a reason
Everything and
I regret nothing.

-Summer W.