Entering these walls remind me of my failure,
I sink into my bed and close my eyes,
Don't want to see the same 5 frames,
Let me leave this hell and guide me into paradise.
You know l'm leaving, my pain got too real,
And in my room the memories come back,
Don't want to hear the same 5 lies,
I lost my mind, myself and then the track.
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Written by the Wind
PoesieIf things get too terrible to speak them out loud, that's when I start writing.. A compliation of my german and english poems. //Eine Zusammenstellung meiner deutschen und englischen Gedichte. Don't read it if you're easily triggered. These poems am...
