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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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It still feels like yesterday
You hold me while I craved my day
Now I'm sitting here All alone
Feeling like the worst is yet to come
Maybe I don't like talking about myself
But I look at your stuff that's still here on the shelf
I remember you wishing we'd be only by ourselves
Fighting against anybody else
And I keep shouting
But I cant cry
I feel so lonely
Since you said goodbye
And I keep hoping
This'll pass by
Cause I am shouting
Not able to cry
I know we've made it through all of these rough times
You left because all of the times I fucking lied
I wish you would understand these thousand why's
But since you left I'm just receiving thousands of denies
Tell me you're with me
Tell me you'll come back
Calm down baby, ill hold your back
Tell me you hear me
Each night I'm praying
That you will say  "don't cry I'm staying"
And I keep shouting
But I cant cry
I feel so lonely
Since you said goodbye
And I keep hoping
This'll pass by
Cause I am shouting
Not able to cry
No I'm not shouting
No I'm not crying
This hope will never die
Oh baby
I won't be shouting
I'll try on showing
That I'm your wife
Oh god don't leave me
I'm sure we'll keep it
I won't tell lies
I hope one day you'll
Knock at my door you'll
Say dont cry
I'll stand by
(~by me)
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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An addiction doesn't kill the addict
It kills the people who tried to help
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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Telling lies does not work
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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C H E A T I N G
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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What is there to talk about if you know it will be the last talk? You can only say goodbye, thats all.
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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Telling lies works
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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I am not sick.
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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If they die you at least know they loved you until death. If they leave you know they haven't.
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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Life sometimes can be a fucking hard thing. People need to follow needs which are not necessarily their own, children are raised by parents to be the perfect human being like an artist creates an artwork. We are artworks of our own kind. Later when we grow up we are raised by decisions and consequences. The thing is, if we draw ourselves the way we want, others might not like the way we are in the end. Others might be angry, sad or even disappointed about how we turned out.
We are the kind of music others may not like. We question ourselves about why we are like we are. Shouldn't we be happy ? Many people aren't because they are too influenced by others. Family. Friends.
We can't change the way we are drawn. But we can change our mind. If they don't like how we are... so what? I don't need to change myself. Not even for my mother or father. The only person we need to change for is ourselves. Stop thinking you are wrong. If you choose to be happy, you choose right.
Do more of what makes you happy.
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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Anyone can have a child and call themselves "a parent". But in the end, someone who puts a child above all of their selfish needs and wants is a real parent.
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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The hardest decision a heart could make is choosing between loved ones. God that shit fucks minds up so hard.
What has lead me to that decision is a situation between Ele(Him) and Ihr(Her). If both borders can't accomplish, its either making a decision that leads to a 50/50 chance of succeed for yourself or a complete failure for a lifetime if you don't choose.
But I guess that's life, isn't it? Playing Russian roulette all the time.
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werk-ohne-kuenstler · 3 years
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In fact I am not only afraid of losing a partner. I am afraid of losing someone who stabilises me whenever I feel down, losing my best friend, my better half with all of his good advices and also sometimes with all of processing rants to make me realise I must change my sights. I am so fucking afraid of getting my heart broken again after I put all of my effort into building up a healthy relationship to him because he is the partner I guess I need to grow on.
I am afraid of never having fun on late night visits, eating too much popcorn and watching shows all day long.
Sometimes life makes me just feel hopeless. I don't know what to do...
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