the tears just run warm , my thoughts scattered with a blow of the wind ; I cant seem to understand how I got here , I feel empty & the hurt I cant even bare ; why runn a race when its no finish line to end ; my past keep reoccurring , I cant seem to break this cycle ; my feelings always get thrown away & recycled ; Im left with nothing to show for , another scar to add to the bunch , another story to tell , another love unmatched .
Posted on: Tue, 15 Oct 2013 05:58:55 +0000
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