but i'll hold your hand.
if you're happy.
because no one deserves to be miserable, especially not you.
happiness comes at great costs,
this is on me. on me. on we.
so im counting to the days, that i wish will never come. and yet i wish it would to finally see a sunny day.
the heart cries,
the eyes fears,
the bags hold in the little tears.
nothing lasts.
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