Everybody's wishing for a new start
While I pray for a happy ending
I know that this pain will make strong
Buy I'm badly aching, so close to breaking
I thought I finally knew who I wanted to end up with
But I have always lived alone
And thats how I'm ending
They're liars each one of them
Selfish cruel things
The faking of compassion is getting to me
They're all busy saving themselves
And ruining everyone else
Why did I think they would help me
Save my sorry face
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Less Than A Century
PoetryA collection of words I decided to call poetry. It takes only one To break To fix To live To die for To strive To be cruel To finally break To complete A Century
