Anguish
Mark the trails, spit in my name
The sun light seens enraged
Fill my lungs, it makes me cough
I haven't slept since that day
God I wish I didn't care
The other me is dead
The effect of cancer in my prays
My bottle of anguish
A martyr I've loved to hate
The anguish and me
I am the enemy of myself
Pretend to have a plan at last
Nobody even cares about I felt
I'm just an enemy, an enemy
Cut my... Veins
Leave my... Pain
Kill my... Memorie
This is... my end
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Publicado el: 2024-05-22 00:00:00 por panzas
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