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I can't be sober with them... They're poison to me... Make me attached to you, I KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN AFTER THAT, Punch a hole in my shattered HEART THEN WALK AWAY LAUGHING, UH, KEEP YOUR MOUTH RUNNING, ALTHOUGH, FROM THE FACT THAT WORDS FALL OUT OF THIS, THERE IS NO POINT, THEY ARE SO DISGUSTING, MAKE MY EARS WITHER, YOU MAKE ME SICK, MY HEART HAS NO MISTRESSES, THROWIN' BUTTERFLIES OFF THE PYLON, I DON'T NEED A LIE AS IF I'VE A KINDRED SOUL, I know that I'm alone, And I don't need a hoe, I can feel the energy in my bones, MY HEART HAS NO PLACE FOR ANY LOVE I lost my heart long ago Aye, Since that time I'm still alone, Yeah, My neck has signs of choking, WHEN I FELL OFF MY CHAIR MY NECK ALMOST BROKE THEN, I'LL NEVER STEP ON THE SAME RAKE AGAIN, I WILL KEEP PUSHING EVERYONE AWAY I WALK LIKE THROUGH A MINE FIELD, I HAVE LOST MY FEELINGS, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO FEEL, HATE, JOY, OR EMPTINESS, SOME OF THESE FEELINGS I SHED, MY HEART IS SQUEEZED OUT, NO BLOOD COMES OUT WHEN IT BLEEDS, MY LIFE IS SHORTENED BY STRESS AND TORN NERVES MY HEART HAS NO PLACE FOR ANY LOVE... IT'S DEVASTATED... COMPLETELY...
2021-02-14 06:59:47
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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Поїзд падає в ніч. Це-останній ліхтар. Я і ніч. Віч-на-віч. То морозить. То жар. Ти вже, певно, заснув, Ти подушку обняв. Ти мене вже забув. В тебе тисячі справ Я від тиші глуха. Від мовчання німа. Я одна. Клич- не клич. Я і ніч. Віч-на-віч.
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