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sweeqtnight

There's a million reasons lives get shaken
          Each one hurts the same
          It's getting hard to tell what's breaking
          The picture or the frame
          Writing letters to my mind
          Writing out what's kept inside
          Scribbled down and set aside
          Can't see past today
          Whispers from the other side
          Whispers from the terrified
          Holding out for satisfied
          I hear the voices say
          I am the strange, the disarranged
          I am possessed, the second guessed
          I am indecent, I am the treatment
          The secrets have spoken
          We are the broken
          The secrets have spoken
          We are the broken
          Every second wasted worried
          Falls away unsaved
          Try to empty out the madness
          Tomorrow do the same
          Writing letters to my mind
          Writing out what's kept inside
          Scribbled down and set aside
          Can't see past today
          Whispers from the other side
          Whispers from the terrified
          Holding out for satisfied
          I hear the voices say
          I am the strange, the disarranged
          I am possessed, the second guessed
          I am indecent, I am the treatment
          The secrets have spoken
          We are the broken
          The secrets have spoken
          We are the broken
          The secrets have spoken
          We are the broken
          There's a million reasons lives get shaken
          Each one hurts the same
          It's getting hard to tell what's breaking
          The picture or the frame
          I am the strange, the disarranged
          I am possessed, the second guessed
          I am indecent, I am the treatment
          The secrets have spoken
          We are the broken (we are the broken)
          The secrets have spoken
          We are the broken (we are the broken)
          The secrets have spoken
          We are the broken
          

sweeqtnight

hatıralar da kalır herşey eninde sonunda 
          bazıları acıtır ama yine de kalır orada

Storystaa

@ 7sweetnight Gözlerim anlatsın, kelimelerimden taşıyor çünkü
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sweeqtnight

@Storystaa hatıraların arasından taşar o kadar ağırdır ki 
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Storystaa

@ 7sweetnight  Bazense saklanamaycak kadar ağırdır bir hatıra olamayacak kadar büyük bir yaşanmışlık olamayacak kadarsa gerçek dışı
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Chronicles_of_love

Heyy
          Hope you're doing great 
          If you have time and are accepting reading requests I would like to tell that I've also started a book 'Marriage contract or a love proposal'
          
          Hope you like it
          even if you don't, I promise you'll not regret sparing time for it
          
          Thank you and sorry for disturbing
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/319057547-marriage-contract-or-a-love-proposal-slow-updates