wandering around the cement with ignorant steps
since the soul within your brain is cursed with despair and regret
despite the proud smile you portray in a life of masks and doubtful facts
in a descending clock of hell, a curious clock of never-ending repeat.
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Fucked Up
RomanceSome stuff in life is meant to be discontinued, and so many things are meant to happen. After so many tries, one gets so tired of feeling like an idiot and shit is just meant to end. That's it. --- Really no point in reading this since I'm just putt...
