I wish i could burn you from my mind
hate fills my heart
im hurt
bleeding on the inside
crying on the out
slowly forgetting
slowly fadding
wats left of you is slowly going away
all thats left is the dreams
or should i say nightmars
the nightmars is wat makes me relise this was all so real
reminds me of detail to detail
waking me up at night screaming &&+ crying
wishing it would all juss go away
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