some days i want to die
some nights i want to die
some evenings i want to die
some mornings i want to die
some dawns i want to die
i'm losing control on my feelings
i'm losing control of myself
i'm getting numb someone help
i don't want to be trapped
i don't want to keep pretending
that i am happy.
because some nights i want to die
some evenings i want to die
some mornings i want to die
some dawns i want to die.
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Poesíathe melancholic part of me that wants to be exposed - p o e m s -
