I put up walls higher than Chinas
I have stitches from past traumas
Trust became my enemy
Love made me a widower
My heart stopped
But my eyes are still open
I dont want to die
But I think im dead anyways
Nov 11, 2021
Nov 11, 2021 at 2:02 PM UTC
I put up walls higher than Chinas
I have stitches from past traumas
Trust became my enemy
Love made me a widower
My heart stopped
But my eyes are still open
I dont want to die
But I think im dead anyways
