if the dark is all I have then I'm sorry because I'm willing to face whatever it's got,seems I'm cought "stuck"upon the tops of memories just feeling high as sad moods passes by. Sitting in silence yet still I cry because nothing even works the harder I try,"too bad even words hit like wipps" facing the world equipped not wanting to become a beaten stick but somehow I want to cherish that kiss ,"I'm at the end of angle" I guess I wasn't Worthy to create a triangle I was already placed beneath your ankle,just leaving prints as love desmantlies the little hopes that had left so may dark guide my steps I shall now enter with no regrets...
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