i wanted to erase all of it. .
Removing tear sick about you. .
About someone who never hurt me. .
About someone who always erase any hopes. .
You came uninvited,
Prints memories for the sake of memories,
Leaving a footrest without meaning,
Which makes me think it is just an illusion. .
But it does not mean,
Like an old paper, burned by fire.
If you understand,
That existence means to me,
like the sun is always shining on the earth pobud,
But that was then,
Long before you leave the self alone,
Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 2:17 AM UTC
i wanted to erase all of it. .
Removing tear sick about you. .
About someone who never hurt me. .
About someone who always erase any hopes. .
You came uninvited,
Prints memories for the sake of memories,
Leaving a footrest without meaning,
Which makes me think it is just an illusion. .
But it does not mean,
Like an old paper, burned by fire.
If you understand,
That existence means to me,
like the sun is always shining on the earth pobud,
But that was then,
Long before you leave the self alone,
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