Left by my own self,
stranded in my quilt of despair.
Countless threads drag me down,
and all I can do is gasp for air.
Succumbing to this war,
I've thrown down my sword,
raised the white flag.
for this pain, I can't afford.
Sep 29, 2021
Sep 29, 2021 at 12:54 AM UTC
Left by my own self,
stranded in my quilt of despair.
Countless threads drag me down,
and all I can do is gasp for air.
Succumbing to this war,
I've thrown down my sword,
raised the white flag.
for this pain, I can't afford.
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