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Lost and delirious
I used to wake up
with your skin on my lips.
I washed it off yesterday,
tired of it.
But, you touched me like you loved me..
...then the world caught on fire.
Where'd you go?
I looked for you..
Fuck you, I'm tired.
with your skin on my lips.
I washed it off yesterday,
tired of it.
But, you touched me like you loved me..
...then the world caught on fire.
Where'd you go?
I looked for you..
Fuck you, I'm tired.
Published 13th Dec 2013
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25th Apr 2016 11:38pm
It's hard to be a leader if no one will follow you, but the test of any true leader is if they can lead the way ALONE.
But they're not all alone. For they have themselves as their first follower. Moral of the story: if you don't follow (obey) your own self,
you are not a true leader. Can you believe in yourself when no one does ??!!
But they're not all alone. For they have themselves as their first follower. Moral of the story: if you don't follow (obey) your own self,
you are not a true leader. Can you believe in yourself when no one does ??!!
