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Day
I miss you everyday, even more today
Every second passes by like summer in july
The clock keeps going on forward and yet i keep taking a step back every minute of the day
Why'd you do it?
Everyday that simple question revolves around my head like the earth constantly spinning around the sun in the milky way
I wish you stayed
I tried moving on but somehow time like people move on like if life were a game
I try to contain my tears every time i think of you and apparently it's more often than not
I hate that you left
I hate that you didn't care
I hate that you killed yourself and most importantly i hate myself for wanting to hate you for it
I tried
I swear i tried moving on but times not healing and my heart might stop beating and i-
I want it to stop
You easily broke me apart as fast as you can say fly
And not even a goodbye
I want to hate you
For the day your life ended, you took a part of me with it
You said you loved me but that day i learned how deceiving words can be, meaning something and another in between the lines
My head screams suicide but i cant turn my mind around it
My heads filled with mountains
The road ain't clear
And i just can't stop thinking about you
Everyday the road gets bumpier
And those mountains that once grew beautiful roses now grow thorns bigger than imaginable
It's been three years
Your birthday
What was once a bright new day has now become an ocean of sorrow i hope not drown on
For this is your day
The day you stopped breathing.

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