if you love me, let me go
I fucking hate my dreams, why? I still cant help but wonder what he is doing.. I live through letters, smiles and my fantasies of what could be. All I do is work, im gonna get this whip by christmas. Honestly though, Im going crazy...14 monthes is an excessively long time. I need some dick, straight up. Done.
dreams sometimes captivate
slowly my strength deteoriates
i know its not real, yet i stay
will these thoughts go away?
subconscious plagued by your ghost
these feelings confuse me the most
its time for my fresh start
ignore the delusions, follow my heart
beating inside of my chest
even when my mind is a mess
protected deep within my ribcage
its time to turn the page
rewrite the story, 51% positive
this is my life to live
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