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I talk like I'm sad I speak without thinking Cause without my losses I wouldn't be the person I'm today The deeper the knife stabs The darker my soul gets It gets darkened by wisdom My innocence is pushed away

Short Story 1 The Water Is Deep Jon stood at the edge of a small harbor in St Olafsburg. He looked down into the lake, it had to be far enough for his plan, it had to be. It was in the middle of March and there wasn't a single boat there, and no one ever came at this time of the year. They wouldn't notice, they never notice. He pulled up his dark jeans from his butt and grabbed the garbage on his right. He walked away from the harbor and to the rocky beach right next to it. He looked for heavy rocks, there were few but they would still do their job. Jon found 10 large rocks and placed them into the garbage bag. He walked over to the edge o

I don't understand it When you're talking to my face I don't accept it That you treat me like shit But this is what we have become We have gone too far From pride we have fallen Let's rearrange this and build It up I don't understand when You're treating me like shit I don't want to hurt you But I'm falling for your tricks How did we become this How did we lose all hope Lets rise from the ashes Let's rearrange this and built it up So now we have walked a thousand miles But we haven't learned We crossed the corners of the earth But this just won't work Why do we keep hoping This has gone far enough Let's watch this crumb