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When I'm isolated from people only then do I feel safe, They are not the support they drown all the friends, they are all fake, Keep calling me a sociopath while under your feet there'll be lots of rakes, You'll blame me for everythin' without even realizing your real mistake... No, do not come near me, I'm tired of sufferin', The black hole in me STILL CONSUMES EVERYTHIN', I'm afraid of all people, THIS IS PARANOIA, My life is existence, I'M THE LOST OWNER, You are a parasite, BUT NOT A LAWYER, Take off this mask, AN' DON'T PLAY AMONG US... You don't know me, NOBODY DOES, Do a favor, SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH, Your assumption, albeit with facts, BUT BIASED, If you look at my past, YOU'LL BE A LIAR... I was born in blood like dexter morgan, I have no emotion, my heart is my missing organ, Ever since I was a kid my feelings were stolen, So I had to walk the path that is broken... I was born in blood LIKE DEXTER MORGAN, I have no emotion, MY HEART IS MY MISSING ORGAN, Ever since I was a kid MY FEELINGS WERE STOLEN, So I had to walk the path THAT IS BROKEN...
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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«And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, "Let it be"» Beatles - Let it be Хай буде так. Прийми своє життя. Прийми негоду, біль і в серці рану. Прийми свою не вічність, як буття. Прийми, що у людей на тебе інші плани. І не кричи, не плач, коли летиш із неба. Земля тверда. Це так. Реальна. Не м'яка. Живи та не шкодуй. Так було треба. Можливо не тобі. Комусь. Чиясь рука. Ти витримав. Стерпів. Усі пройшов дороги. Ти не зламався, ні. Ти просто біг не так. Ти просто падав. Просто вірив богу, І довіряв не тим. Кохав не так. Хай буде так. Прийми, що ти один І залишайся сильним, що б не було далі. Життя лиш мить, в яку стікає плин годин. Лиш зайчик сонячний, ребро медалі. Бо що б не було - ти не вічний, ні. І те що має тут коштовність, там - згорає. Ти помираєш тут. Зникаєш на війні. Та пам'ятай - у смерті щастя аж ніяк немає.
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