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The regrets and Decisions seem to Be coming my way They're mocking at me For being ignorant Those times When I couldn't prioritise Anything This time when I wouldn't Let anything go This time when I Want things to be fair That last time When I did nothing All I could do Was stand and stare That last minute conversation With the fever raging high Those few words spoken Those unbearable cries There's a time when I don't know What I'm gonna do I want to dwell in the past There are no decisions I've taken My reasoning capability Soared down And I cannot Accept the reality I can't stand things right now I can't believe it's happening It's coming to an end There are no decisions I've taken It's coming to an end It's over.
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Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 2:59 AM UTC
Apocalypse
The regrets and Decisions seem to Be coming my way They're mocking at me For being ignorant Those times When I couldn't prioritise Anything This time when I wouldn't Let anything go This time when I Want things to be fair That last time When I did nothing All I could do Was stand and stare That last minute conversation With the fever raging high Those few words spoken Those unbearable cries There's a time when I don't know What I'm gonna do I want to dwell in the past There are no decisions I've taken My reasoning capability Soared down And I cannot Accept the reality I can't stand things right now I can't believe it's happening It's coming to an end There are no decisions I've taken It's coming to an end It's over.
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Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 2:59 AM UTC
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