missing what i once had
feeling a vicious, bitter-cold breeze instead
when my beating heart grew mad
ripping itself out, laughing-dying-as it bled
sometimes i press a shell to my ear
and listen to the echo
over time i've shed more than one tear
traveling down the yellow-brick road i go
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 7:41 PM UTC
missing what i once had
feeling a vicious, bitter-cold breeze instead
when my beating heart grew mad
ripping itself out, laughing-dying-as it bled
sometimes i press a shell to my ear
and listen to the echo
over time i've shed more than one tear
traveling down the yellow-brick road i go
