'life' 'emotions' 'deep' 'depression' 'sad'
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Mistakes are okay they used to say, but as you get older that starts to fade. Mistakes can be permanent and I learned the hard way. When I made the mistake to be perfect it took me a while to realize it’s not worth it.
You strode through a gallery
That was your hometown
And reminisced a lifetime
Too gray to be yours
You sat beside an old love story
That still occupied a park bench
Secrets utterly embarrassing and cruel.
Mine’s no different.
It’s dark,twisted,deep and wet.
Tears shall flow out with a never-ending sight,a river rises from sadness.
The love that you get from your parents.
That's all a lie.
The dreams that you're fed from them.
That's all a lie.
They always say that your parents are the only ones that can give you a special love.
As I plummet back first into the sea
Bubbles of my oxygen emerge from my nose but I can still breathe
Eyes wide open as my body become paralyzed with shock
I mock the reflection of my reflection I fell through
