When you get to know love, your heartaches
You become worse as much as you know
I get angry easily when I used to not
I’m not myself
But I say, ‘what is like me?’ while Iknow it so well
I don’t see myself clearly
I get embraced in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, I can’t sleep comfortably
I wander all night, even one shot
I couldn’t drink but now I crave alcohol
Anxiously as I stumble on the rainy streets, I pick fights
My lips that used to whisper only good words
Now only swears whenever I breathe
I don’t pass by before the ember becomes a fire
I habitually lie and
I harass love with the name of love
#tablo, bad.
yang part my lips that used to whisper only good words now only swears when ever i breathe tu tak boleh blah.
hahaha.
:D
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