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As the time that went sour, And all the wet pillows that were dried on The Sun, As all the times my heart broke, were never cured, even by the close ones, And All the ones that wanted me to change no matter what, Never happened, And they feared, The time it happens, None I will be able to perceive. I didn't endevour change, as my fear for it was undoubted. Ow God, What have you done, It happened, What I always feared about, has happened, This Pisces fish has turned to sail a different way, to never come back, As the rumour say. The good in me is now dead, And the worse, now prevails, As the ones who killed it, are the ones, for whom I, at last, did change.....
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Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 2:22 PM UTC
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As the time that went sour, And all the wet pillows that were dried on The Sun, As all the times my heart broke, were never cured, even by the close ones, And All the ones that wanted me to change no matter what, Never happened, And they feared, The time it happens, None I will be able to perceive. I didn't endevour change, as my fear for it was undoubted. Ow God, What have you done, It happened, What I always feared about, has happened, This Pisces fish has turned to sail a different way, to never come back, As the rumour say. The good in me is now dead, And the worse, now prevails, As the ones who killed it, are the ones, for whom I, at last, did change.....
The time, I did something I never did. I knew I changed. Finally I did change. I needed to.....
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Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 2:22 PM UTC
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