It is strange that I only remember the good times,
When there was no need of these never ending rhymes.
It is strange that I said I could live with the memories
For all my life, that you gave me in a year of crises.
Are you interested in us being together?
Or does it depend only on the weather?
Apologies for the sarcasm,
Life's gone to hell in a spasm.
My struggle with depression and life after love, knowing now, that the days of innocence have expired...Moving on after pain, with some hope, and a little wisdom
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Letter to RAD - Take 3
hello, it’s been a few days since we last texted, and i’ve been reflecting on what you said. while i agreed with a few things, there were ...
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the dark parts - i tried to hide them, then treat them but in the end, i realized i’d have to live with them
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you’re not your cv or your waistline you’re not your parents or your sun sign you’re not your promotions or the money you make you’re just t...
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the bridge is broke between your hope and my reality the last hour spent on my lament yet you show no mercy
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