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Can you tell me what's it: All the beautiful feelings I use to have flopped down, Have buried themselves on their hands, Please - Can you tell me what's it, all the people I use to love , now , Know are gone , Homeless I feel. What is it? With all these words of beauty are substituted by the venoms, Now I feel like everything is a norm. Can you tell me? Why I fail to attain my solid state, I melt down with this burning flame I have took hell from afar to me What there is the hell with me? Please - *God take my li... **** the prayer I pray lately- I am scared of this pain, How am I going to be able to handle death I uttered an idiocy. What is it? *No one wanna stay and talk for awhile maybe the mist will clear* My heart have took it course to other sad side of the sea, Tryna clean itself of the red. Can you tell me what is it? With the sad songs recorded lyrics written and cancelled- can't describe the issues of heart. All the ease are the demons but the Godly seems fairly hard to follow Can you tell me what is it? Why the pen have became so familiar of every freaked out letter I write for it write non-stop . But still dead I feel. What is it? ...
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Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 4:46 AM UTC
What is it?
Can you tell me what's it: All the beautiful feelings I use to have flopped down, Have buried themselves on their hands, Please - Can you tell me what's it, all the people I use to love , now , Know are gone , Homeless I feel. What is it? With all these words of beauty are substituted by the venoms, Now I feel like everything is a norm. Can you tell me? Why I fail to attain my solid state, I melt down with this burning flame I have took hell from afar to me What there is the hell with me? Please - *God take my li... **** the prayer I pray lately- I am scared of this pain, How am I going to be able to handle death I uttered an idiocy. What is it? *No one wanna stay and talk for awhile maybe the mist will clear* My heart have took it course to other sad side of the sea, Tryna clean itself of the red. Can you tell me what is it? With the sad songs recorded lyrics written and cancelled- can't describe the issues of heart. All the ease are the demons but the Godly seems fairly hard to follow Can you tell me what is it? Why the pen have became so familiar of every freaked out letter I write for it write non-stop . But still dead I feel. What is it? ...
Basanele
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Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 4:46 AM UTC
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