My little one, my little one that left.
You let me have you, you let me see again.
More time, I hoped more time you stayed.
But I failed, I failed and you went away.
May lord have mercy of the soul of hers.
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 9:40 PM UTC
Breakdowns come and go as easily as a swing being pushed by the wind. Vexing, gruelling, pilfering one's glee and peace.
ㅤ Hard to ignore. Impossible to run away: you feel. Breathless one is,
and tears stream.
Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 9:13 PM UTC