Tears

Eliza

All I remember is tears Crying after I heard her yell In my eyes you can see my fears I wish that I could escape that hell Years passed by I fell in love That was when I began to lie I began to wish I could fly to above Scars on my arms Scars in my heart I have been hurt by many harms Because he and I have to stay apart He found another girl A girl who said mean things I wish that I could be his pearl Or maybe at least grow wings I want to fly away Away from those who I thought were my friends I don't care wich way As long as my pain ends I wish I had someone to love Somone who will hold me while I cry Someone who won't let me leave to above No matter how hard I try I wear a forever mask So they won't see what I hide And even if anyone bothers to ask I will never tell them what I feel inside I remember a time when I felt real joy A time when I happily carried on A time when I was loved by A boy But now all hope is gone All I do is shed tears Crying when I hear them yell I am surrounded by my fears Will I ever escape this hell

2018-09-13 15:06:54

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Знаєш, складно Тебе любити й не сказати. Тебе кохати і збрехати, Що зовсім іншого люблю, І що до тебе не прийду. Знаєш, той "інший" мене теплом своїм зігріє. Зачарує і поцілує, А ти сиди там далі сам, І йди назустріч виючим вітрам. Тобі вже більше не скажу своє я болісне "люблю"... А просто відпущу і почуття у собі похороню.

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