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Sep 2018
I saw the tower which grown tall
Fall down, fall down
And my father making things hard
everything dies, this I know right
and running to the refuge of my friends
because I have lost myself
I saw my insecurities adding up
to the pain I nursed inside

And today I could not forget
all the things you said
And you weren't there today.
And I have been here before
so I go into the archive ways of my heart
I can't help but never forget
and I dig my own grave once more
They create a hurt inside
And all of a sudden, I was high,
surprise!

High on thoughts of leaving
High on a way I could not fight
High seeing a world without you
My friends and me, talking online.
And I saw the jigsaw fit
But I was high, could I see?
I am an empty vessel without you. Am I?
It wasn't the spell of freedom
but the spell of rushing
Rushing things. A rush in my blood.
Quicker than I thought.
But watch:
wave pain goodbye.
wave fight goodbye.
wave life goodbye.

I am drowning in doubt
in anger, in tears, in words
They come to my head, but ah
why does the pain make you high?
Can we survive the tide?
The tide of our honesty.
This is going to break us in two.
Love opens a hole, you are no longer whole.
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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