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Thoughts (5-14-15)


what if i mentioned,

that this life is not what it intended,

 

im tired of breathing,

these good things seem to have no meaning,

 

these days i say im fine,

then again these days i lie,

and pretend everything is alright,

 

what if one day you wake up

and come to find i didnt,

would you be scared

that i no longer cared for life.

that i said i was alright,

acting like i didnt cry every night

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Angel51

A quiet kid from Chicago who lives in New Mexico. I dream like there's no tomorrow. I'm harsh because I'm sensitive, Nothing is easy, but I've come to learn, The sun still comes up the next day.

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