Do you, ever look back on, the past
And wonder where you went, wrong,
Asking yourself all these, questions,
That you can’t possibly, answer alone?
Do you ,blame yourself,
For all the, worlds pain,
Do you, wish this life would, end So,
you begin , again?
I do, Every day,
Yes, I do,
It hurts me to tell you,
That I do,
Everyday, I do…
Do, people offer help you,
And you just, turn to self,
When things, are coming unglued,
All the time…?
And do you, wait for tomorrow,
Hoping, you will be proved wrong,
And maybe, things will better,
Just this time…?
I do, Every day,
Yes, I do,
It hurts me to tell you,
That I do,
Everyday, I do…
Do you…?












Comments
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"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." - Anais Nin
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Living life to avoid it
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It is okay to talk to inanimate objects...but when they start answering you, That is NOT a good sign.
thanx
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It is okay to talk to inanimate objects...but when they start answering you, That is NOT a good sign.
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Imagine a world with no hypotheticals
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c('')('') This is Shadow-Bunny. Copy him into your signature to help him to beat the living dayshits outta his fatfuck brother and dominate the world!
I wasn't sure about the piece,
but others like it.
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It is okay to talk to inanimate objects...but when they start answering you, That is NOT a good sign.
I like it a lot, by the way.
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He whispers the soft reminders of a better tomorrow:
"Good night my darling; this is not the end"
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It is okay to talk to inanimate objects...but when they start answering you, That is NOT a good sign.
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He whispers the soft reminders of a better tomorrow:
"Good night my darling; this is not the end"
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