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fairy tales. parts of books.
they got used up
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youwillgotohell.fairy tales. parts of books.
they got used up
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youwillgotohell.a mere dark shadow without ash a loveless individual, like a doll a nonexistent 'self', nowhere to be found i'm not, right? ambiguous love, a colorless eye nothing more than a mimicry of someone else's affairs you have my thanks, but whoever could you be? the answer comes in many forms i remain as nobody i remain unable to do anything is it pointless to live this way? is it wrong to? what is missing, missing, missing here is myself, myself with nobody, nobody, nobody looking sweep it all away, goodbye unable to feel happy, unable to feel sad, my mood transparent i lack even thе face to match my lacking self not therе (not there) not there (not there) there's no way i can laugh, right? the "i" not made of ash is a closed shell responding "aye", the expectations great the die reluctantly thrown out what number it rolled, i don't know here the person that wants to stay, to stay, to stay is myself, myself it's bitter, bitter, bitter the taste of goodbye i have nowhere to return to, like a lost child make no mistake, i still don't understand not there (not there) not there (not there) but i don't care anymore if i lost both shadow and form, it'd be better that way and piece by piece from the ashes, start anew |
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