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midnight slowly approaches, i am left with an empty feeling for the days to come. life is filled with disappointments and the same moments replay like a broken record. i shall take this needle and scratch, scratch, scratch what is left of this life.
will i ever bloom? or stay wilted like a flower slowly dying.
i am missing something in this life. i long for true love, for a house surrounded by trees and a lake... a life where i feel free and unchained. this city sucks all hope from my heart. i wish to become the wind, invisible and wild.
i am tainted and sour.
i am angry and bored.
i shall burn all my thoughts, save the ashes to be mixed with mine.
will i ever bloom? or stay wilted like a flower slowly dying.
i am missing something in this life. i long for true love, for a house surrounded by trees and a lake... a life where i feel free and unchained. this city sucks all hope from my heart. i wish to become the wind, invisible and wild.
i am tainted and sour.
i am angry and bored.
i shall burn all my thoughts, save the ashes to be mixed with mine.