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With all my said unsaids
I could never swallow
The idea of a happy ending
As another days memory dies
As I'm made to smile
these lifeless days
have left me with an empty heart
another wounded memory dies
I could / never / swallow your false ideals
of a lifeless / happy ending
how could words slit my wrists and doors close
present day heart felt moments / killed by a slap
to the hand / another wounded memory dies
poisonous screams with messages
not thought of when released
another day here / another memory dies
HATA BİLDİR
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