'life' 'emotions' 'friendship' 'realizing'
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My silence makes me a stronger person
I like to listen thousand years in the starry sky and let go all of my pain
The more i endure and heal myself the more i came out to be a stronger person
Our love so pure the devil himself would seek to destroy it, hands clasped, arms wrapped, hearts one. And our motive the best only god could out do us.
I do not like to describe inspiration as something akin to romance. Romance can be a source of inspiration, but they are not one in the same. A yellow carnation cannot compensate for sunshine.
You’re a Brutis, a Judas;
Living vain in your deceitful way.
For my friend to call a fiend;
Has brought my heart to disarray.
I have so better loved you;
-Unsaid
Isn’t it funny,
I still consider you my best friend
That when the curtains have closed and my persona has unfold,
Priorities were set, time was lost through stress.
Making time for good old buddies was all put to rest.
Hours were rewarded, space for fun was given.
But with an addiction, friends rarely will listen.
Swipe…stop
Picture…Click
Bed…Rest
Swipe…stop
Picture…Click
Bed…Rest
Heart…Stop
Picture…Click
Bed…Rest
