My past now stairs at me like my reflection who I was is not who I want to be. I want to breathe again I want to dream again I something beautiful to make it all meaningful. I want to breathe. Waking up and they sky is still blue. Past stop knocking stop calling just leave because I dont wanna be who I used to be I refuse to be who I used to be. I want the chance to give all that I am. I will give all that I am. And forget who I used to be. I will breathe again.
Posted on: Wed, 13 Nov 2013 00:32:27 +0000
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