this it cannot be explained.
i cannot wish it away.
every return yields the same.
I want to stay, but I drift further away.
where I go I can't say.
I wonder when I will finally get to that last day.
life wasn't meant to be fighting pain.
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 11:48 PM UTC
this it cannot be explained.
i cannot wish it away.
every return yields the same.
I want to stay, but I drift further away.
where I go I can't say.
I wonder when I will finally get to that last day.
life wasn't meant to be fighting pain.
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