And now I go back home,
I am empty in defeat,
The war we waged is lost,
I am bitter in retreat,
So let's just go on dreaming,
But say that we are friends,
The thing about beginnings is,
They always rise from ends.
Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 6:53 PM UTC
And now I go back home,
I am empty in defeat,
The war we waged is lost,
I am bitter in retreat,
So let's just go on dreaming,
But say that we are friends,
The thing about beginnings is,
They always rise from ends.
Critiques very welcome