Feeling the pain in my heart,
impossible to get rid of it.
You are poking my hearts weakest part..
do you even give a s**t?
Cuz' it feels like you don't
yet you keep telling me you do..
please.. stop hurting my soul
it's broken enough because of you.
So, whit my last strength,
I wrote this to you, bird.
Would it be better if you'd just forget,
that I ever existed in your world?
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Author:
Jesse Kuusemets (
Offline) - Published: April 2nd, 2017 01:21
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Another good offering, full of interesting images andideas.
Like this also...
Very good
Well done..
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