my fascination reaches to the end of the world
my disdain catches the eyes of a single girl
she's fallen from heaven and looks out for me
though she breaks my heart she's still as lovely
though i want to be left alone
she's always knocking on my door
i let her in and she breaks down walls
only to set them up as i begin to fall
and through many a time she has left me for dead
there's never a moment i'm not inside her head
it's the cycle of depression from me to you
proving time and again that i'll always lose
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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