Day starts to bleed from my pen everything
Leaves not a
Where, where did you go
I'm standing alone, you don't know
The
Fair, what do I know, what can I say
The passion
Can't do anything right
Try to replace me, still see the
We cannot wait for another day
When all is lost without
Submerged in filth and excess bile
My life has become terminal
Black,
Missed my only chance to live in happiness
I guess we'll
Right now you're a part of mine
Confessed it before, the
I never knew that I was trapped inside this surreal
Crashing down, and all I care about it you
And if
Do you see this?
These scabs I pick, they fall to
You should've tasted the sweetest part of irony
When you tried
We sit on the bottom rung of life
overlooked almost
She wanted him to know that she believed in him
And
Her memories suffer the kind of death
that's loud enough
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