isotonic sarcasm
это я так к сдаче ирландско-английской литературы готовлюсь \фэйспалм
сильвия платт не идет на пользу


your love for me is feather light
i cannot feel it
cannot hold it
it touches me with fake soft side
the times get harder
life's in hurry

i wish you could belong to sunsets
and leave me here
alone in dark
despair is not the answer darling
screams tear up stars
before winds start

i think i have a better life now
the past farewells us
love is dead
eternity with you was madness
i'm leaving you
enough is said

we shared something we never wanted
it troubles me no more
you know
our poisoned hearts leave me no chances
and i can help you

to abandon yours


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