As I lay down on this bed of tears I see you in my minds eye
As you walk by me in the streets, I feel a gut wrenching paint.
I see nothing on the other side, but it’s a way out.
Cars race by
I walk in the middle of the road
cars all stopping as I walk, honking their horns and then sweet release.
I am no longer.
Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 10:49 AM UTC
As I lay down on this bed of tears I see you in my minds eye
As you walk by me in the streets, I feel a gut wrenching paint.
I see nothing on the other side, but it’s a way out.
Cars race by
I walk in the middle of the road
cars all stopping as I walk, honking their horns and then sweet release.
I am no longer.
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