I know I'll be Gone,
That day you won't get a buzz in your phone,
I'll be all alone,
All that will be left, are my bones,
You will try to find me, trust me I've no clones.
That day there won't be no cyclones,
You won't be there to hear my groans.

You will miss me?
You don't need to reply me.
Me without you is like an amputee,
I'll lie down peacefully among the debris.
Kiss me like you want me,
Kill me as soon as you wanna flee.

I'll be sorry for now,
I'll explain, if you'll allow.
Though you'll disavow,
I won't ask why or how.
Won't be soon, that I'll return to dust,
You need to know, it's not lust,
It's just...
Your mistrust killed our trust.

I wanna die,
This is the last thing I want to say, this is not goodbye.
I still love your eyes,
You can't defy.
This is July,
Baybee believe me, I'm not high,
It's just, I still us flying in the sky.
I don't know if you'll be beside me when my eyes open in the dawn,
Just to let you know, I'll be gone.

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Yesterday

Yesterday seemed nice,
But, today seems worse,
The future has some deep advice.

Yesterday kills you,
Present hurts you,
Future bids you adieu.

Yesterday opens your wounds,
Present, spreads salt over it,
Future chases you like bloody hounds.

She came to you Yesterday,
She stayed only until Yesterday,
Your present seems empty,
Your future? Some dozen cigarettes in the ashtray.

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To Whom it may Concern.

Broken thoughts, depressed memories,
Deep inside my head lies some stories.
Cracked up in the skulls,
Teared in the muscles.
Dead in eyes,
My heart and mind out of its cage, it flies.
Dead now, dead forever,
My pains fill up a flowing River.
I'm never okay,
Stop asking, you'll also betray.

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Journalism isn't a study,
It's all about the melody.

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Journalism is not a work,
It's not even a profession held by jerks,
It's not a place where you overwork,
You just smile and do your work, with a cute smirk,
It is an artwork.
Because we selected our professions,
Doesn't mean we can't have confessions.
It is our field,
Friends, together let's not Yield.
And as we spread our wings,
Let's make sure, no one pulls our strings.

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All night long hangover dripping on me,
Tell us the truth I pray thee.
Your red dress gives me bumps,
I wish I take you in lumps.


I hope your thoughts bring food to me,
Dollar bills, hope, franchise, everything you're, it's she.

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O na na, just be careful na na, love ain't simple, "Promise me, no promises!"
-DemixxCheatCodes


Everything we see, it's just as simple as you want it to be, it becomes complicated the way you do things your way, not the "us" way.

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The boy was winded with the girl's love, but she thought she couldn't give everything to her, she slowly cuts herself from him and when she finally pulls the last strings from him he died, because her love was wounded all over him like a string attaching two things;
It just broke.

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Because hours don't count, like everything associated with you does.

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Open wounds take time to heal, Band-Aids don't fix bullet holes, depressing thoughts require PewDiePie, but my everything requires you.

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