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Today is a reality Tomorrow is a mystery Yesterday is a history But everyday is misery I’ve just wasted time Thinking that you could be mine My love for you was endless But for you Im hopeless I gave you a flower But you just let it … Continue reading Worst Love
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It feels I’m drowning in the sea Because of the truth that lies inside of me I tried to sleep in my bed But I just can’t remove it inside of my head I look up in the sky Thinking how the way you lie Thinking why … Continue reading My Love is Lonely
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People don’t get just how hard it isto be yourself amongst a crowd,It comes naturally to oh so manybut others struggle to keep themselves.As people love who they areothers despise and hide who they’ve become as time passed.They may hide under clothes, make-up, or hair.They may be … Continue reading Hiding Faces
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Depression clouds are hanging over my head as I sit in this dark room. No where to go. No where to look. Pitch black emptiness. What do I do? I can’t run. I can’t hide. I miss you. We both used to sit in this room, hold … Continue reading Wait for the light
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It is a day of our monthiversary But all I feel is misery You have made my heart hopeless And left me here breathless You had taken away all my love Like the birds that flew high above I guess it’s time to set you free Co’z … Continue reading You'd taken away my love
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I look happy on the outside, Because the inside is what i’m trying to hide. A bullet has pierced my heart, now my whole world is falling apart. This time I thought I had it, but now it’s hurting me quite a bit. I close my eyes … Continue reading Her answer
Love not alone3 (60%) 1 vote[s]
Love is not that hard to feel; seeking is a challenge hill. But once it’s known and shown; your love is not alone
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As I wander the lonely streets that were once an animate space. I stop and wonder, think about when I met her in this place. Our parting words on that fair day were soft, sweet and slow. The future never concerned me before, but then I had … Continue reading That Magical Day
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The strings you can’t see I wear them, I feel them. Tightening. Tighter.
The self inflicted wounds. You can’t see. Cut. Cut. Cut. The cuts you could never see. The pain that will never heal.
The laughter is gone. The world I know upside down. The strings.. … Continue reading The Strings