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Here comes the demons in my head
Eagerly wants everything to end
Been wondering why life have been so hard
With heart, years of walls on guard

Crying, gasping, holding the sounds of sobbing
Wounded, shattered, clenching, my heart is aching
Scolded, abused, damaged, how long will be the suffering?
Peace of mind has long been heist which is why I ended up searching

Time, attention, consistency, him
When will this ends, the series of grim
Overthinking that leads to doubting
Accusing that leads to bickering

Time has been flying and i'm longing for you
The blissful memories we shared together has mark through
The quarrelsome that forced its way to make us argue
Time will come and things will settle on due

Along the series of breakdowns and full of doubt
Along the distance that lossen the tension of knot
Love is a series of misunderstanding, denying
Love is a series of recollections, I've learned those thing

Expressing your thoughts is complicated and overwhelming
A better version of myself stands up with saying
A person's way of thinking is an abstract of one's heart
In the process of romance, it shows us that loving someone is a rollercoaster art

Some of us believes that each one of us have someone we are fated to
Broken souls long doubt as they belive those things will never come true
Contradicting each one, someone who believes and someone who doubts
One needs one another that will lead to an unforgettable routs

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