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Sep 2021
dead eyes
don't tell lies
for they once survived
in the light they thrived
only to be enclosed
in the the darkness enfold
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their tears have dried
for they've cried
a sea so stormily silent
leaving rivulets so violent
that now stand still
waiting for the ****
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all good things come to an end
so why do we pretend
that this happy moment will last
when our past shall cast
shadows on our present
waning our full moon to a crescent
i can't stop being who i am
i can't lose myself while i try to find him for he'll go and find another..........and i"ll be left here
i don't know how to do this
i will hurt him but in the process i will be destroyed completely
Written by
Påłpëbŕå
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