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A waste of time

Looking at me
The feeling of envie
Naturally wraps you heart
Walks delicately
With a goal in mind

Absorbed by me
My eyes teach you to walk
Giving all you heart
To only hate me

But only in the dirtiest ponds
You every felt alive
And only under stacked bodies
You ever enjoyed having a walk

And even true friends
Under the pressure of sides
Dont see reason in your eyes
Giving to who shouldn't have

And in your screaming
And my silent mind
Not a creature creeshing
But a wondering mind

How miserable you should be
To start begging for love
How sad it would be
The day you cross your eyes

The end of fleeing
To open the eyes
To start seeing
What you really look alike



◄ A good deed

peace ►

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