You are going to sell this land and this home will also be mine soon.
This is my father's home,never will i let go of his memories revolving all around my heart.
You will sell whether you wish or whether you desire to be forced.
Will you **** me then in my land bury my soul and abide here mourning my sudden departure and forgotten whole?
Do you think like you i have a heart? Alas,i already stabbed my own to be free of what you call a conscious soul.
I am going to cry not over my lost dears but over your burdened heart,you are emitting grief but instead of facing your sorrow,you deliberately ignore your aching soul.
Shut up and now get out and forever depart,go back to your fluffy bright life there among your beloved roses and birds,do you think you are faithful now?coming back to restore your already gone memories in a fading life saying goodbye.
Come in,there is a story we both in deep need of sharing,you need an ear to hear your sick soul and i am in need of your face to reflect my years of gone youth and becoming old all alone.
If you think i am going to leave midway like your unfaithful one,you are wrong,friends we will become,then we have the time to choose whether to stick around or desert what we can both build.
Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 6:01 AM UTC
You are going to sell this land and this home will also be mine soon.
This is my father's home,never will i let go of his memories revolving all around my heart.
You will sell whether you wish or whether you desire to be forced.
Will you **** me then in my land bury my soul and abide here mourning my sudden departure and forgotten whole?
Do you think like you i have a heart? Alas,i already stabbed my own to be free of what you call a conscious soul.
I am going to cry not over my lost dears but over your burdened heart,you are emitting grief but instead of facing your sorrow,you deliberately ignore your aching soul.
Shut up and now get out and forever depart,go back to your fluffy bright life there among your beloved roses and birds,do you think you are faithful now?coming back to restore your already gone memories in a fading life saying goodbye.
Come in,there is a story we both in deep need of sharing,you need an ear to hear your sick soul and i am in need of your face to reflect my years of gone youth and becoming old all alone.
If you think i am going to leave midway like your unfaithful one,you are wrong,friends we will become,then we have the time to choose whether to stick around or desert what we can both build.
