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death must be so sweet
with no receipt
i wish you could see
theres no place for me
with no receipt
i wish you could see
theres no place for me
Literature
Gone
It's like a punch in my gut
A hole in my throat
Cotton in my head
I can't seem to accept the reality
I see your grave
I sit in your empty chair
Watch as your room became just a memory
The old photos of us smiling
The memories of us laughing
The old songs we used to sing
It both haunts and comforts me
Life has never been easy
But now it'll be so much harder
Time became my enemy
Fooling me into believing I had so much more
Just turn the clock back
Rewind the tapes of those happy memories once more
Come back to me
Tell me it'll all be ok.
But there's a sting in my heart
And it reminds me you're gone
I know this pain will be with me always
How co
Literature
Trapped
How difficult it is to stay sane.
Every mistake, another regret.
Always reliving this pain.
No matter what I do, my brain
will never let me forget.
How difficult it is to stay sane.
Countless nights I have lain
contemplating ifs long after the game has set.
Always reliving this pain.
It all holds me back. Each another chain
controlling my actions like a marionette.
How difficult it is to stay sane.
No matter how hard I try, I remain
trapped in this negative mindset.
Always reliving this pain.
When all my efforts go down the drain,
and you can't help but wish for a reset,
how difficult it is to stay sane.
Always reliving this
Literature
Enemmies
I am the CEO
I am the judge and jury
I am the big spender
I am the iron fist
I am the decider
I am the forest
I am the greenery
I am the deer and the doves
I am the usable space
I am the decision
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you and your words are the same, beautiful