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Looking through the window
Watching the rain
Feeling empty lightning
Cutting through my brain
If there is a hope
A chance that I can get
Always memorize the pain
Not wanting to forget
Sitting on the floor
Sickness tearing down my soul
No one’s at the door
I don’t want to stay or go
Why’d you let me sober?
Why’d you let me breathe?
Soon this will be over
But somehow never ever leaves
Feeling all and nothing
My heart’s red and black
Caught between my grieving
And the high that I have left
Looking through the window
Dark feelings are back
Enjoying the sorrow
Have nothing but a cigarette
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About the Creator
Dominika Durcová
I desire a life that is intense and meaningful. This gray world hurts.
Instagram: @theageoftears
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