You got me under a
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P L L
Under a spell.
I wish it were well.
Instead time will t
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It's best I don't dwell.
Yet I'm under your
Spell.
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I do all this posting, they look like shite. But everyone keeps liking the words that I write. Don't know what's wrong with my mood these days. I don't appreciate what I spell or the words I say.
Skinny love and telephone poles, Earphones, paper, matches, coals, Bones and water, salt and tea, And coupons paying words for free.
D ark cloud is looming, E verything black. P robing depression, R elentless attack. E rupt into tears, S oon they'll run dry. S o sorry I'm like this, E nd it I'll try.
Pointless drivel, Angering spittle. Bickering couple, Tiresome struggle. So sick of fighting, And all the inciting. The wrongful accusing, And all the abusing.
The dawn arrives, The pain survives... The sufferer cries... the desperate tries. And through all, I don't feel like standing tall...
It's been one of those days. Woke up in a daze. Feel lost in a maze. Negative thoughts can't help but play. Round every turning, Is another spurning.
Time changes everything, changes everyone. The ((invisible)) un$toppable force that gets a hold on everything. Time is a healer <3 Time is a torturer----<^> Time is was(t)ing.
M aybe one day I will understand, but. E verything just looks so damned. L onging for a better plan, but. A nother wall between me just stands. N ever achieve these hollow dreams.
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