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As I watch the fireworks,
Thinking about the sparkle in your eyes.
How I'm going to miss that,
The softness of your laugh.
Dylan, son of the w..
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Is this what I'm becoming,A monstrous dreamer.A demon swimming in the darkness,The darkness, The cold.We Call A World.Where we raise our children.Just..
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Another line,It's not that type of line.A line so crooked,Waving from side to side.A winding road,Deep, dark caves.A canvas so blank,To write my hell ..
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A push, a shove,Always gets you down.Don't let the pushing an d shoving get to you,I see the hurt in your eyes.It's always a hurt heart,Slowly, silent..
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They say it's a faze,You never say a word.Unspoken,Yet the loudest person in the world.darling, I see the tears,No, I won't tell a soul.How you mindle..
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Strong warning...This is written out of depression, therefore it is very triggering.
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To be used, or not, everyone knows what it's like to be broken, and lost.
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I remember the time,The time I could not read.It was so dark,Circling around the room,To no one answered.You said I was fine,As fine as it gets.Cause ..
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