Notice of absence from rengoku
if I’m off I’m probably punching my bed in anger
if I’m off I’m probably punching my bed in anger
no one knows what it’s like,
to be hated
To be faded
to telling lonely lies
but my dreams
they aren’t as empty
as my conscious seems to be
my love is vengeance
thats never free....
no one buys back his heart
on their anger
none of my pain can show through
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Author:
Gyiuu does cry (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 10th, 2024 23:54
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Comments2
Brilliant
Thank you
You're welcome
Amazing
Haha thank you Kenzie
Np 🙂
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