Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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tired

tired

A Poem by AKhaus

Tired of the pain and tired of the hate, just can't hold on and just can't wait.
Waiting for that damn candle to burn out but it's the eternal flame.
Caught between your love and madness, all you have to give is utter sadness.
Wake up someday and see I was here, wake up to late and maybe you'll remember my tears.
I am so tired of the pain, so tired of the hate and I was hoping to wake inside your arms but that's just not our fate.

© 2018 AKhaus


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Added on October 8, 2018
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AKhaus
AKhaus

Columbus, OH



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Desire Desire

A Poem by AKhaus