My words are dried
Feeling short of supply
Where will I find the words
I'm still grieving in pain
Heart is still bleeding
My words are dried
Since I lost her.
Listening to the songs
Back too back.
Waching the roof in dark.
Saying to myself
Let her go.
Will I ever be able to write again.
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 8:05 AM UTC
My words are dried
Feeling short of supply
Where will I find the words
I'm still grieving in pain
Heart is still bleeding
My words are dried
Since I lost her.
Listening to the songs
Back too back.
Waching the roof in dark.
Saying to myself
Let her go.
Will I ever be able to write again.
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