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With my little furry friend

I know that whatever comes after this will be alright

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so this is how the story ends

no words to sayto song to singthis is the sorrow this mourning bringsthe start of your weekis the end of my daynothing really mattersto me anyway.i was happy when i made you happybut now the ideas you make up in your headmake you sadat memake you mad at meand i will never bewho you want…… Continue reading so this is how the story ends

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4 years ago

Looking at old pictures From when I didn’t know you I was happy I was loved and I loved I didn’t have to ask I didn’t have to fear There was no struggle There was no drama There was no doubt. I liked myself And i was liked by the people around me I didn’t…… Continue reading 4 years ago

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4:14 am Sunday morning

It’s raining and I’m sitting in my car outside my house. I am alone And I feel nothing but cold When you die You die alone And I will not go to your funeral No one will I will not visit your grave I will not cry For I have no tears Left For what…… Continue reading 4:14 am Sunday morning

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Noise noise and more noise

I can read between the lines I can read the language you don’t speak in words The writing on the wall is very clear If you wanted to You would be Here. Big man Little man Where do you stand Little boy I wasn’t made For you to be your little toy When you come…… Continue reading Noise noise and more noise

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Nothing gets through to you

It’s not all about me It’s about you too You live to destroy anything good that I give you You never look at yourself. Must be nice living that way That’s not advanced That’s pussy-ass shit If you looked at your behavior even just half the times you’ve made me look at mine then maybe…… Continue reading Nothing gets through to you

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It’s cold outside

this desire bottles full of memories I struggle with the world without you love substances find problems your fear finds misunderstanding your fear keeps you away and there’s nothing I can do to change that . time is an island deserted and alone afraid to be forgotten trying to survive why must the wind be…… Continue reading It’s cold outside

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thirty eight hours and useless her lonely mother remained silent resting on the shoulder of her companion the great sun and the heavens now seemed artificial. do we understand the power of our instruments? vanity of the vanities sometimes tried to stand and walk like us a coat of magnetic mindlessness the man with bad…… Continue reading

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In Geneva no one can hear you scream

Time is a tick of the mind Where we once belonged Has gone far away Today And now Black smoke Beautiful losers A shout in the street Start to fade All that we made Is born to die A brief history of time Obsession Old lovers Under freeway balconies Nude naked and stripped Secrets behind…… Continue reading In Geneva no one can hear you scream

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Balls deep you creep

You can play hard ball Pool Baseball Balls in Balls deep But you keep that shit Away from me Icky Sticky Dicky Fuck Yuck I would have never Go back To that Place With your face That lies Like it’s a sport ABORT!!! AND I’M OUT….. (Mic drop)

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Not my Captain

under cover tears and under cover fears steers the ship without help from me or you under a moonless darkness of questions My heart weeps while your other lover sleeps She rests without worry without wonder Without thought As she takes your heart and soul for a walk in the streets of longing i seek…… Continue reading Not my Captain

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