The Truth is Sad

by TheEnchanted   Nov 7, 2011


Every time, everyday
i only want, to get away.
The pain wants to take control,
and leave my chest with a big hole.

Every life goes up and down,
but the pain wants to get the crown.
And even though I'm weak,
I'll always stay unique.

I hate that it turned this way,
but I'll accept it and say OK....

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