And this is not where it ends, there is more. This life is mine to suffer, this is mine, this way alone. I don't know what my old soul has to learn from it. I don't know what my old soul did.
Happiness is a game of catch and release where catch is a lease that makes you please and release is a pain that takes away peace.
We will end up to this. You, drifting far away miles to miles Falling out of love.
I was desperate to get out of the dark So, I spent my last dime on that bulb. It hurt being abused, making me pay more because of a need to have hope.
We look up the sky see it high from where we stoodbut we live and die under that sky trying to be understood.We are prisoners of our own device barred behind shouldforgetting that how to live resides in I did the best I could.
Many people see her As great and clever But if you will look deeper You'll figure out, she was a failure
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