Every night i talk to the stars pretending its you.. it acts just like you tho.. far away and never replies to my ques tions
Wondering why i like you i miss you its a disease!
One can only feel desolate for so long Until one starts to change Into something the mirror doesn't recognize I metamorphasize"
"When the shadows beam
Misery remains
I won't leave this time.
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