It drops from the heavens
Those haloes that ark your eyes
I can see through your fake smile
While your soul gets away by miles
I don't like to see you like this
Being ignorant is a bliss
Tell me what's wrong
So I can be strong
You fake, I cry
We both feel dead inside
Yet I know what you do not
That this love is a long shot.
They hurt you
You hurt me
I try to get through
But you want me to leave
I think of letting you be
But I can't stand what I see
You deserve to be happy
May it be with another or me
So wipe those away
And start to live again, today...
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My Lil Story Of Life And Depression: Poems Of The Lost And Wounded
AléatoireThese are some of my poems and my weird random thoughts. It may contain sad things, some explicit content, things that may bring you joy, things that are just my truth or maybe they are lies. Ideals that my thoughts provide, while in my writing, you...
