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TheFarthestPlanet
TheFarthestPlanet
I think I'm crazy. I don’t know where fucking I was. / / I'm here to keep my self sane, I guess. / I hope this will help.
It's getting deeper the sadness of having no you, the purpose of living I'm falling in my own darkness.
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Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 11:45 AM UTC
Untitled
I prayed that pain be over But time doesn't heal, it lies Covering the wound that's burning Tought it was over but you showed again like you care Said things that remind all the cries And I know Over is not Over.
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Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 11:35 AM UTC
Over not over
What's more fulfilling? They say you would be happy when you think of yourself first And yeah we could be happy that way, just for a while But is being selfish a good thing? How could it be when we could've made others bitter Sleflessness may be tiring... to some, But isn't it the good thing? And how could it taste bitter when good deeds will never have a bitter fruit It's more fulfilling when you could've made others happy *We're born to share, to care, to love. SO SHOW 'EM The spirit of goodness.*
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
Selfless
*What's the essence of life If to none we share our love And What's the meaning of 'I' If 'You' is not mine.*
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Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
Everyday I Pray for You
God **** it! I misunderstood everything Your touch The way you look at me Your calls at night Your e-mails I'm a fool to think That you love me Then one day you're gone You stopped caring about me I can't feel your presence Like crazy, every minute I'm checking my accounts inboxes God I love you so much That even though it hurts I can't stop loving you I can't stop caring for you I can't stop thinking about you Where are you now? Just one message and all my worries will be gone I'm crazy, maybe you don’t want me because I'm crazy about you And I hate my self for being a fool And I also love my self for being crazy If being crazy means loving you.
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Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC
You make me feel like it's love
*As I stare at you how your hands run from the keys creating sweet melody my heart calm down dancing with you oh the pianist under the white tree you're a gift to me the sweetest in the morning.*
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Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 9:54 PM UTC
The Pianist under the White Tree
People.. People were looking down at me Judging No, I don't know Maybe I was the one judging But their sharp looks made me uncomfortable Their eyes are burning in blue The cold hottest look I've got This ***** Sneakers* I wore for years Tells my story People... Don't look at me like that.
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Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 1:11 PM UTC
***** Sneakers
We lost track sometimes We got carried away And lose focus Suddenly we got to go different ways That we thought we want We thought we are that person But when things get rough We stumble and cry And we realize that we got the wrong way At that moment Take some time to be silent Reflect and get back to knowing yourself Because you might just Out of focus.
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Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 12:28 PM UTC
Out of Focus