Nov 2013
I wrote your name
and it burned through the paper
I whispered it
and it pierced the thin air
I used to think
that you were my savior
But now I see
you were never really there.
and it burned through the paper
I whispered it
and it pierced the thin air
I used to think
that you were my savior
But now I see
you were never really there.
Continuation of a previous excerpt. I'm not sure it's finished yet though. What do you think?
