Literary Captain
A newbie published writer. Co author of 1000 women world record
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I wish for once you could watch me With the hurting pain. In the night's so long, Behind the closed doors, The silents cries and the dead tears, Wishing to just stop, For they keep begging me to free myself from me.
You can't see the messed up life She's living.. 'cuz she has perfected the art of faking
Fix your damaged piece of heart Into mine.. Just so.. My heart starts beating again.
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