I want to scream, I want to laugh
Maybe fooling everybody was enough
I made them think that I was happy
That I am already fine without you baby
I still think of you every night
Haunted by the thought, what if I choose to fight?
What if I didn't let you go?
What If I didn't met you?
Will I be happy?
Will my life won't be this heavy?
What if's, lies, longing and regrets
I still have those and that's a secret
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Will always be a secret, cdc
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Words Of Melancholia
PoetryQuarter of sadness expressed in words. Read until you bleed.
