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a M b 3 R Nov 2018
i see that u are tired
u seem troubled
u had ur own things to worry about
yet i add on more
u could carry the weight
that is what u always say
but one day u will break down too
it’s too heavy
and u can’t carry it by yourself
u will finally see that i am here
here for u
so pass me ur worries
give them to me
i will share ur burden
so don’t be
afraid to think u will drag me down
i will help u
suffering alone is painful
u shouldn’t
so i will be here for u
there’s a him version do check it out too
  Nov 2018 a M b 3 R
moon child
"I'm an open book"
She says

Written in
code.
  Nov 2018 a M b 3 R
Alex B
Someone stole my color
And threw it to the wind
Scattered like ashes
I don’t know if I’ll ever find it

Someone stole my color
From the face I know so well
I saw it in the cotton candy clouds
And the teal ocean swell

Someone stole my color
I guess that’s where it went
The world looks so much brighter
Like something heaven-sent

Someone stole my color
And that’s what no one knows
Depression isn’t black
It’s the color of a rose

It’s the light orange in a sunset
And the yellow of a peach
Light blue, my favorite color
So simply out of reach

Purple like my favorite eyeshadow
No, lavender, I’d guess you’d say
And my favorite music artist
Although he has passed away

Someone stole my color
Now everything’s too bright
I suppose sometimes darkness
Isn’t the opposite of light

Someone stole my color
So I’ll wear grey and black
As if in mourning
Until I get it back
a M b 3 R Nov 2018
fairytales don’t exist in reality
so do happy endings
a M b 3 R Nov 2018
he was always smiling
but the sadness behind the smile wasn’t seen
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