Time was passing by, I can hear your words lie.
Time was passing by, I was always wandering if why'd you always hide.
Can't time stop passing by? Can't your words atleast not lie? It's tiring me all the time, That it makes me wanna cry all night, till i sleep and die, till your words become true and not lies, But then when will i even try to go with the light?
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Thoughts That Were Kept
PoetryThoughts that you thought you could keep all to yourself.
