You crashed my spirit in your hands.
Crampled it like a sheet of paper.
You leave my soul with cracks.
I'm broken and you didn't bother.
You trampled on my feelings,
I get caught up in your maze of madness.
The wounds that you left stings,
Leaving me with no senses.
You left me in despair.
And I suffer alone.
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 8:15 PM UTC
You crashed my spirit in your hands.
Crampled it like a sheet of paper.
You leave my soul with cracks.
I'm broken and you didn't bother.
You trampled on my feelings,
I get caught up in your maze of madness.
The wounds that you left stings,
Leaving me with no senses.
You left me in despair.
And I suffer alone.
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