crying alone in my bed
hearing your voice now and then
I wish I would be dead
than being with another manyou keep it quiet as possible
your loud roaring became silent
on Cloud it's available
this silence stands violentI'm not able to make a move
still thinking of you in the evening
do I have something to prove?
are my lungs capable of breathing?I'll see you on the other side
that's the only chance I have
I'm gonna wear my fear with pride
your phone suddenly became deaf

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PoetryOnce your champagne eyes turn wine-red, you feel the knife twisting in your chest. -When you hear people mocking you behind your back when you are sick at heart - it is when you know you have entered the ill-conceived adulthood, the sincere womanhoo...