Ive stood here before staring into your eyes. Watching tears drop from your cheeks and hearing your sighs. Always smiling and knowing what to say But not letting others see your real pain. Easier to hide and shelter your soul. Than sharing your life and letting others know. Hiding in darkness to shed your skin. Grieving your saddness and releasing your sin. I reach out to touch your face. To feel the coldness of disgrace. Death has already come cause you feel nomore. Closing your heart and locking the door.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Jun 2013 05:18:00 +0000
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