Holidays soon-ish
I don't know what to say.
Bye now.
Doomsday

AnatomyLight illuminates your bones And your skin glows like the moonlight, And your voice floats around me In the air, tricking my ears into hearing All your reasons, all your excuses All the things you think I want to hearAnatomy
Your heart beats silently: Pretending it to be my ally. And you rip out all my stitches, and expose old wounds thought to be Healed and gone.


Well, WellWell, well, I'm still here waiting Well, I've been here since you left I've been sitting here, waiting Hoping you might come back to me And so I waited And waited I kept looking out for you Hoping I might catch a glimpse Of you I waited for youWell, Well
One day, I realised someone Was next to me And she told me "Why are you still waiting? You should never have trusted her, You ought to come with me". And I told her that "What if she comes back and I'm not here?" So, she told me: "Well, it doesn't look like She is coming back, I thin

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