For You
I love be sad. I love to cry.
It really makes me happy.
Sometimes I want to die.
But It feels more unhelpy.
It's cold and dark outside the house.
It's cold and dark inside of me.
Whether you prefer to browse
Or keep to stay without glee?
I know the answer. I know your choice.
It never has been metter.
I won't see your eyes and hear the voice,
If things go better...
So now... I'm alone.
With you.
Inside my soul.
Inside of clue.
2021-01-04 01:38:19
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