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May 2020
Inside my four walls, ****** in by the dark
I can taste the sorrow that is eating up my heart
I feel so lonely that it hurts my eyes
Maybe it is time for my mouth, to stop telling me these lies.

I have to stop believing you're in love
Because I keep hitting myself with boxing gloves
I have to stop this rain of bullets
And start living my life to the fullest.
unhealthy relationships, get out it is not good for anyone.
Written by
Valmir Zimberi  25/M/Albania
(25/M/Albania)   
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