there was a time in my life
where all i can do is think about the sadness
i've been pushing away to the back of my mind
becoming an empty vessel
with tired eyelids and tired soul,
breathing heavily
as tears of sadness flow through
i held on to what i was holding
with the jacket you gave me,
i felt your hug.
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 10:17 AM UTC
there was a time in my life
where all i can do is think about the sadness
i've been pushing away to the back of my mind
becoming an empty vessel
with tired eyelids and tired soul,
breathing heavily
as tears of sadness flow through
i held on to what i was holding
with the jacket you gave me,
i felt your hug.
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