Fira's posts with tag: (the hurting past)

happiness and sadness are in me
a drop of sadness becomes a sea
how, ask me how, how can I be
begging on my knees
you, I want to be
but the past is haunting me
can you see?
I am bleeding, inside of me?
You said to me, "I'm sorry I can't help you much."
"Nobody can help me."
my heart is bleeding, not because of thee
but because the way it should be
Forgive me
Help me
Hold me.

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