O hollow life!
Never being loved
A shortened time to pity
Always near the end
Sought love when none was there
Looked in the woods but not at the pond
Stared at the ground and missed the sun
Nothing inside but a broken heart
Failing and falling motion is too late
Feeling the cold hand about to embrace
Hard to breath hard to see
Blue eyes turn gray
Wishing for love but getting too late
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 12:50 AM UTC
O hollow life!
Never being loved
A shortened time to pity
Always near the end
Sought love when none was there
Looked in the woods but not at the pond
Stared at the ground and missed the sun
Nothing inside but a broken heart
Failing and falling motion is too late
Feeling the cold hand about to embrace
Hard to breath hard to see
Blue eyes turn gray
Wishing for love but getting too late
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