I think about you all the time.
When the sky is sad and the angels cry.
When theres a ring around the moon,
I often stop and think of you.
I feel a pull strong in my chest.
I feel your touch, I feel your breath.
I feel your hands around my neck..
I feel your fist upon my face,
Upon my head, I feel the pain.
I feel the beating of my heart,
A fearful, saddened work of art.
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 10:39 PM UTC
I think about you all the time.
When the sky is sad and the angels cry.
When theres a ring around the moon,
I often stop and think of you.
I feel a pull strong in my chest.
I feel your touch, I feel your breath.
I feel your hands around my neck..
I feel your fist upon my face,
Upon my head, I feel the pain.
I feel the beating of my heart,
A fearful, saddened work of art.
A peak into my memories
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