There's a time when time it's self is too short to let go...
The time to hold tight and the time no one knows
there are millions of people who would die to be me..
To be alive
To feel and see
To be loved
..To be free...
But nothing's too good when it comes to fate, were all just mistakes that are empty of a purpose
We"ll let go if things get too tough
We're no different than the others and the others than us...,
An empty sorrowful room is what delights me in pain, no one asks me,
no one pleads me...
do yo know im okey..?, I keep feeling and touching, things I no longer want to think..
i speak and then listen than to prove my mistake
Empty silence and hatred... yet I still feel no pain... every second, every minute.. tho i still hear your name
It echoes though darkness, and it ruines my fall... Yet I still hear no silence and I'm giving my all,
still no one is harmed, and I guess I've been fine... yet I cry once again in the thought that you're mine
You've left me in sorrow and I left yet again... bring the light that I've borrowed and the darkness I spent..
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The young boy who awoken his old comfty bed was astonished of the memories that came back to his head...though none of that lasts, no more than a second... the young boy kept thinking of the curse or the blessing... The young one stayed put in his bright red pijamas, his head was still spinning and his night full of dramas..,
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This is my first Wattpad story and una really nervous, I hope that you liked it or at least read a of it(?) I think it was a little too cringeworthy 😅❤️
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PoetryA thriller full of enjoyable suffering about a lontsum individual which is looked down on from society's perspective Our main character wich shows said emotions is willing to confront them at the arrival of a strange and comforting silhouette that...
