Crawling back to everything you threw away and every day spent in pain ,
And shielded hearts touch lost thoughts,
Of lives worth living and hungry sayings in throats.
Shudder for complaining suits,
But you'll never know their hidden truths,
Even if they came back and yelled them in your face.
You'd never get why they've cried out in vain.
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 3:02 AM UTC
Crawling back to everything you threw away and every day spent in pain ,
And shielded hearts touch lost thoughts,
Of lives worth living and hungry sayings in throats.
Shudder for complaining suits,
But you'll never know their hidden truths,
Even if they came back and yelled them in your face.
You'd never get why they've cried out in vain.
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