Sunday 7 December 2014

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you always know what to do,
you always know what to say,
you always know,
how to take my heart away,
it is not as it seems,
the cliche' lines,
 and the scenes,
everything I did is effecting me,
what should I do?
what should I be?
tell me what's what,
and what is reality?
I'm trapped and far,
somewhere so dark,
a huge distance right from where you are.
it is time to leave,
it is time to go,
I killed myself.
Not just me but all myself that I thought I know.

or knew

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