The walls in my room are slowly falling down.
Bare.
Lonely.
I thought I had more friends than I actually do.
Loner.
Bare skin.
Starting over isn't ever easy.
The sad thing is I am so weak when it comes to change.
I still love you.
I just want a kiss.
"Is there is no more trying to make this so right?
There is no more trying.
And you know its not so easy
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