It's Three a.m.
And here I am,
Alone, wide awake, and confused
As I lie contemplating,
Your words resonating,
They left me
bleeding
and
broken
and
bruised
. . . .
Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 1:11 AM UTC
It's Three a.m.
And here I am,
Alone, wide awake, and confused
As I lie contemplating,
Your words resonating,
They left me
bleeding
and
broken
and
bruised
. . . .
