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I swear it to you. I swear it to you. I’ve never loved another as you have caused me. And on this night, let you hear ..

I can’t comprehend why you are allowed to be blissful, Why can’t I be placed into that position too? I know I can fe..

What a flower, what a scene; It’s yearning for the sky like the mighty oak tree. Does the flower wish and want to reach ..

I hate these feelings. Did you see these scars? I want you to know, these scars hold my past. Did you not place your eyes on my..

Sudden awe taking actions, Regretful fractions This will never end Things there that were never sent… The night never..

He stands at your toes on this barren night, And you decline all dreams given to you. You’ve been awaken with all..

I hate the rain, But here it comes again. The presence of your voice keeps all thunder away. The noise seems to pass me by. ..

Happiness, joy; Tears roll down your face; Same routine for weeks. The same last dream, The one where I wake up and I’m ..

Tug-of-War; The silence is trembling And I don’t know where to begin? Where will this godforsaken road finally e..