Feb 2020
All the poetry inside of me
burns down to nothing,
just like the love I felt,
just like the dreamed I dreamed.
Once again I have failed,
I have reached a dead end,
love is only in my head.
burns down to nothing,
just like the love I felt,
just like the dreamed I dreamed.
Once again I have failed,
I have reached a dead end,
love is only in my head.
