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Apr 2015
Hell isn't as bad as it seems

our only **E
scape is a dream
love was never A permanent solution
we thought it was Real
Time took away all our smiles
Breathing isn't an option
you were Ruthless for another word

but my days were slowly Ending

And you couldn't bear the pain
so you Killed my heart by not speaking
Eve
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Eve  am I really living?
(am I really living?)   
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