It's vacant but crowded It's basic but complicated my mind is dead yet I still move forward.
I'm gone but I'm here they call me easy I'm only different when a storm caries my thoughts away
I lie about my dismay only to drift in the sky but my reality is a lie but my mind will never revive.
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Author:
jackal quietus (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 17th, 2018 11:25
- Category: Sad
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