miercuri, 3 februarie 2016


You just give me enough just to keep me alive..
Same words...different  character..
What is it that you want?
The thought that I am always going to be here..
Neglected ..unreversed..
Nothing's perfect..and enough..
This ain't love..maybe torture...
I feel stuck..not being able to move..not forward and not backwards..
Are you really worthy?
Same old..same old..
It's just consuming...
It just burns
You are just like an addiction..
The only thing that sets you free is the thing that causes you pain..
And you can't have them both..
Not anymore.
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