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Abyss
It's not your fault
Nor mine either
Just our time wasnt right
We had our own fight
Could I ever understand
What love means to be?
Could you ever realize
That I wasnt meant to be
I am covered under a veneer
That's looks lovely and clear
But underneath is a dying soul
Which is engulfed in a black hole
Dont head for destruction
Give it up and live a new passion
It's only a black ...
Wednesday 24th October 2018 2:13 am
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