Aug 2014
sever me from my chords.
For No longer do i wish think anymore.
take me to a tree.
let me hang like october leaves.
theres nothing,
no sign of life
left
in me.
lay me on the ground,
To wash away from the rain falling down.
there's
no
life
left
in
me
For No longer do i wish think anymore.
take me to a tree.
let me hang like october leaves.
theres nothing,
no sign of life
left
in me.
lay me on the ground,
To wash away from the rain falling down.
there's
no
life
left
in
me
The thing about knowing you're probably going to die before many
is a strange happiness that you'll never have to live through the pain of losing them.
is a strange happiness that you'll never have to live through the pain of losing them.
