Hittade en dikt jag skrev vid ungefär den här tidpunkten för två år sedan (ursäkta nödrimmen)
A new year is coming
Memories creepin up on me
Memories from a long time to be
long time no see
But now I finally dare to look
now I got guts enough to open the book
A new year is coming
and this time my luggage
won't be so heavy
I've kept the things I learned
but left the sorrow
kept tomorrow
My experiences will always be with me
but the memoirs won't fuck up my
head at night
I won't be scared to fight
neither always prepared for it
A new year is coming
and I'm gonna take myself with it
Jaha, nytt år, nytt bagage var det ja. Jag ska göra en favorit i repris och sluta röka.
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