It could be easier than this…
How did it happen this way?
It’s hard to say,
I feel meaningless and trite
Maybe I’ve got me too tied
Up in this garbage that I don’t even like.
But I remember how you sighed..
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Death is not the worst
Thing, or the farthest.
The first
Time is always hardest.
So try not to be
Afraid.
It’s a gift we
Have made.
I wish for sweeter things
To give you,
But nothing’s
Bitter without purpose too.
String you words along
And see who will swallow
A great song
Is for who will follow.
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Please, come on
Say something on topic
You’re taking too long
And it’s making me sick.
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