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I'm trying to suck it in, but I can't.
U say I'm not always online to chat.
But when I'm u just pass.
It pains me always.
Allow the digestion to take place before going outside to play.
I always want to see ur messages popping up.
I understand, but at least text me when you are online.
I feel wired asking for this.
Let the food digest. |
Seeing u sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound, I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company. *Silence is so freaking loud* I want take myself out quietly. |
I don't like this changing feelings. For some reason, love is hard. I'm still awkward. Actually, I feel closer to my sadness, and the love seems far away. My lonely heart have gone crazy. Even though we squabbled, you know well how I feel. My two eyes only sees you, I shouldn't but I keep wanting you. *It makes no sense* Though sometimes I cross and upset you, in my heart I wish I didn't. So that the hurt, the painful tears, the heart break, the sadness and emotional break down will never be a burden in my love filled heart. I see my heart crying I see my falling tears I think I may become the rain I do not want to embrace my sadness I do not want to keep leaving a sad life I do not want to let go *It makes no sense, without even knowing it * I know it makes no sense, but *I love you* *I love you my love.* |
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My eyes both sores,
bleeding with tears and blood.
In perfect health but hovering thought
makes the body weak, tired and worn out
yeah everything will be fine
but when if I may ask
when I have given up?
when in the asylum?
when I'm be diagnosed with heart failure?
when all hope is lost?
when I give up and failure rules?
I'm weigh down
the most cherished one will be lost
and find comfort in the hands of another.
so cruel
when will everything be in my favour.
cruel world. |
Liking materially Ruled shortly Looses all Tossed out Gain nothing Learnt a lot Worked on pain Banished a lot Victory at last Became A proud peacock. |
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