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How a man disapears

ITS a silent way of leaving. Hes Not Walking, nore crawling. Its too late. No Word, No fists falling. A silent retreat before the fall. He seams normal to you all. In His head he locks the doors and leaves no trace. He wär's the same Smile on His face. His legs thoe slander behind.... mehr lesen

Time to go

When friends aren’t what they were before, When nothing comes from them anymore, Cut the names you used to know, Dead weight sinks you if you go too slow. Better cold truth than a staged embrace, Better open scars than a smiling face, If all we feel is dressed-up lies, What’s the point of keeping... mehr lesen

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