just those days..
Lonley nights
Sad days
Bottle in the hand
Deadly thoughts on the mind.
Taking a bad and try to hold my breathe.
Tears on the ceek, but you can't see.
Tomorrow will be a bit better.
But I wouldn't see...
Because it will be the same song. Repead itselfs.
Like over and over.
Till one day, It feels okey.
Sad days
Bottle in the hand
Deadly thoughts on the mind.
Taking a bad and try to hold my breathe.
Tears on the ceek, but you can't see.
Tomorrow will be a bit better.
But I wouldn't see...
Because it will be the same song. Repead itselfs.
Like over and over.
Till one day, It feels okey.
28 aug 2018
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