Spring

Spring has come again It's the time of the year where the girls wear the short shorts And guys can't help but stare The sun starts to shine Flowers start to grow But yet you are still here No matter how minutes in a day No matter how many days in a month No matter how many months in a year You are still here Haunting me Haunting my once beautiful mind Haunting whatever else I had left Haunting So haunting I can't breathe without fear because somehow you will hear me So haunting that the thought of you will give me nightmares for days I can't live within these walls Your walls that you have been keeping me trapped in 2 long years 2 fucking long years

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