I sit here I am all alone Life is fucked I want to die I have to soar But I don’t I live I meaningless Dream of yesterday All without the guts to die I dream Imagine Beautify Death and I feel so good I have sour Still confined within the shackles of this life My life A fucked existence
Reason for writing:
my life
Birth sign: Gemini
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