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Jan 11
I just realize
That i wasnt a part of any picture
Tho my cries
Were meant for  you
Dont have to twist my arms
I wont come
You dont need me to

Our lives have yet to be set in stone
But our death will never be stolen

So its okay to feel broken
Just know that i wont stay silent

Its okay to left me behind
Just know that you'd still be the one

Im not a good influence
Tho you demand delinquents
I know im a burden
Unable to mend the broken


You need somebody else
You deserve someone better
"You attract more well wisher with honey than you do with vinegar"
But im running out of honey here, sugar
Written by
Alba Maine  Indonesia
(Indonesia)   
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