Don't fix the broken stars just yet
I want to see them coming,
Look how beautiful they are
Dusting off the clouds
From the sky...
No one expects a broken empath
Until the buildings come crashing down
And the sun burns
In the lake of fire,
How genius am I to think this thought?
And I will die for love
In the hallway,
With broken stars coming out of my eyes
And a heart beating in the night...
No one loves me, no one cares!
Dramatically the world hates me
A broken empath that was once gold...
I hate the world
For I can't stand it,
Are you the one who broke my heart?
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Author:
Soul Baby (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 8th, 2024 05:05
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