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Jun 2
it's all kind of starting to fall apart again
i built my brick walls and they're starting to crumble
i'm screaming for help but you only hear a mumble
it's all coming back again
the deep dark, the dead cold
i'm inside, in the warmth
but inside is where it's cold
do you still want to help me?
you said you really did
i tried to look for you but you went and hid
do you even know me? can you see my pain?
i think that you're blinded by the never-ending rain
the rain of my tears, the rain of your own
the rain from the sky, the lightning, the thunder
so i'll just say goodbye.
mila splawska
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mila splawska  15/F/probably my room
(15/F/probably my room)   
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