Somedays you feel so sad
Even a rainy day won't help you
This kind of day can make you mad
That mad you won't be able see through
Even at night when I'm asleep
I see the dreams and they about you
So in my head I feel like creep
Because I only think about you
I try to run , I try to breathe
But all those things can't help me
So all i do is sit and seethe
While looking at the burned tree
fuck that shitt
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