a pretty painting I've had before
Now it's all black
The longing grows
Am I helpless
Because it shows
Just a moment to
Self DESTRUCT
lost myself
Lost all trust
Now I'm the one
I've left behind
Your the one
Who is feeling fine
Just a little game
Another way
I cannot communicate
It's so hard
Just to survive
In this moment in time
Just want to be buried alive
Let me out
Bored of life so just
Bleed my soul
Until there is no doubt
That I was ever there
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Author:
bones (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 12th, 2024 21:59
- Category: Nature
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