Sometimes
I would stare at my hand
And be very sad
Close my eyes
Until sleep would come
Wondering about how
My hand would touch
To none
And how none makes
Things sad
Sometimes
Playing with everytime
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Innocent. My intentions are pure, White as snow. I don't see myself in you anymore. Shattered glasses, Broken dreams, My heart ...
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I am drunk And I prefer this Being drunk alone I imagine being drunk Gives you a direct Distorted communication To a Higher Being On ...
