I was constantly in the midst of you harmful rays
You never gave me a chance to find some comfort in the shade
I was holding on for dear life to whatever was left
But our tiny rope was frayed
We were drowning in the problems you brought in
We could not be saved.
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 4:58 PM UTC
I was constantly in the midst of you harmful rays
You never gave me a chance to find some comfort in the shade
I was holding on for dear life to whatever was left
But our tiny rope was frayed
We were drowning in the problems you brought in
We could not be saved.
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