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fadeing slowly

lights blown out

i'll tell you what this poems about

crying till your face is red

wishing some nights you were dead

you can't believe things are this bad

soon you lose every friend you had

twinkle

wishing

dreams come true

for just one night

be close to you

i treasure the lil and last meomries

your blinded by greed

you'll never see

you'll never know what to say to me

our talking will stop

the visits will diminish

soon everything will finish

and it will be like we never met

you don't believe me?

i'll make a bet

i want things the way they were

before you gave your heart to her

but now i fear its to late

but its my fault

i shouldn't complain

so why do i force myself to cry

fuck it tonight i die