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Det är just det
Ingen.



i tried, i tried so fucking hard. i gave my soul, my heart, my delusional mind
i tried
i tried, right?
i think i tried
it counts, right?

i told myself i tried.

thats good enough
right?

and he tells me, how you sit there reading my broken moments, thinking to yourself how its exactly how you saw me, all that time
how you always knew, that loving me
would never work with a broken soul like mine
you're nobel, the bigger person
leaving can be worth more
right?

you left me thinking

he tells me you always knew how it would break
break and fall and everything that comes with it
how beauty came to shield you
protect you



he paints me a picture
you sit there all ready with only pity left
the dust from the falling skyscapes flies around you
the dirt lands on you for a second but before you even notice, its far enough to not dust your precent
dust into dirt and dirt into stones
mountains
cleaning last of it from your shoulder, showing her you're pure
the dirt barley touched you

right?
you're over the mess
right?

i think to myself, at the end i want you to be happy






right?