ag's pic

he tore me apart cause i really loved him

 

can't remember

lone

i suffer from lack of you

 

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beyond secrets

we melt

searching for some cage to lock you in

melting

hiding within letters

adjusting our statements

multiplying painfully

good for insensibility



are we free to hurt?

or sure to be curt?

are we really what we really are?



aw, I need to find this problem

as it is still a problem

cause it's not a problem to do without you

having no fucking clue



but I don't want to go there alone

I need you, need you lone



don't you need me to come back?

I know, I suck

but I'm lost in a problem

where is this problem



are we free to hurt?

or sure to be curt?

are we really what we really are?



painfully extinguished

the border is crossed

you're already lost