Thinking, drinking, drown my sorrow.
Swallow it down again tomorrow.
Smoking, choking, poison my heart.
Piece by piece, my lungs torn apart.
Depressed, suppressed, it aches in my chest.
Why won't these fantasies rest?
Reminiscing, I can't fucking stop it.
Clouded thoughts, like the memory's in my pocket.
As I've noticed, somebody's jealous.
Because he can't win my heart, disastrous.
No one can steal my heart away
Because of a Leo who took it first.
If she didn't have it, I promise, I swear it!
I would be in love with the worst devil,
Who swears they've done good, done better.
All in all, I hate the nights
Filled with a bright full moon in the sky.
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The Partial Journal of Kona Firestar
РазноеIn this I write my emotions. Journal entries, how my day went, my poetry (and maybe a few others). Some of you might notice song quotes intertwined with a few entries or poems. That is because some songs inspire me. So go ahead and read this. I'll p...
