imaginary.

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My, oh my
Why would I survive?
I lost my head on the clouds
When I wasn't really around
The gutter my life is at
I'd leave it there forever
Because it feels way better
Than collapsing in the gutter
My life is at

I'd ask you to save me
But I don't think you'd believe
If I told you who I am
And if I told you about my friends

I recently stopped talking to them
And I feel like that's it. The end.
But, shouldn't I feel better? I'm growing
Yet, all I feel is lonely

Does that make me crazy?
I do feel like I'm crazy
Because I can't really see, listen or feel them...

Poems by ngtmr.Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora