Alive in a realm of false hopes an misery. Desiring a realiy, never to be. Sacrificing every last bit of my energy. My tortured soul now screams in agony. Cravings of serenity is what's destine to me. Slowly fading into a dream, lost to all I beleaved, death upon me.
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I love to easy, I get comfortable to easy, I care to easy, I feel warmth in my heart to easy. In my eyes you are the one. Always preparing to fall hard, never easy. My love, my curse.
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