No Good Reason
im getting weak again,pretend i am happy I don't mean to do this i just cant find interest, i have no good reason,so don't try to find one. im keeping my secrets i'll bury them with my regrets,guilt holds me captive, im dying while your laughing,but im glad that your at least happy i'll descend to my grave cause the light i can no longer take and i have no good reason for all of my hate.
Copyright © Jacqueline Evans | Year Posted 2011
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