the end game
December 6, 2018
knees weak with a kiss on the cheek
floating, feeling like a freak
sometimes even hard to speak
thats love
then the pain when losing him
you start overthinking and closing in
on being sad and scared and lost within
thats heartbreak
in the end, you're lost and so distant
you beome numb and less existent
sleeping so much just to find peace
thats when happiness has deceased
thats the end game
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