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Do me a favour
Sing me to sleep
And pray for me
To never wake up

Life is too tough
and complicated
For me to fully live
and enjoy anymore

And when it all
Finally comes to all
I think a song is a good
Way for it all to end

Please.
When life gets too tough
Answer my tenderness
With love, not hate.
And my drunkness,
It is getting too late.

The drugs you gave
I am getting addicted.
I became your slave
This is what I predicted.
Here we go again
She gave you bruises
Bruises that won't heal
But you don't blame her
Because you loved her so much

So everytime you feel sad and
Miss her more than ever
You begin to scratch them up
And watch them bleed

Just to feel the pain again
The pain feels so real
That's exactly what you want
Feelings that are real
 Feb 2017 Mysidian Bard
Aditi
When you're writing, show your brutal honesty in the ugliest ways by using the softest words.
 Feb 2017 Mysidian Bard
elizabeth
I cannot even
Begin to tell you how much
I've missed our friendship.
February 19, 2017.
I recently contacted a friend I haven't spoken to in a long time, and we ended up talking until 2am last night. I've missed him and his friendship so much, and I honestly hope I don't lose him again.
Raindrops on the window
A sigh from my faulty lungs
What a day this is
When you wake up feeling blue and grey
 Feb 2017 Mysidian Bard
Cristina
if time had fingers
I would braid them with mine
and never undo
this dance we call it
life.
 Feb 2017 Mysidian Bard
Name XI
tell me how the game
is supposed to go on
when one won't give up
and the other won't gamble.
"A motto of the British Special Air Force is: 'Those who risk, win.'"
- Elizabethtown (2005)
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