segunda-feira, abril 30, 2018

I try to tell you
I look at your face
You look like old
and sick
Why
I piss up
treated you bad
Because you don't answer me
why
I remember your smile
smiling to me
I open a box
I'm not god
I just have green eyes to
they change
I remember you
looking at me
Don't stop
looking for me
I'm nothing without you
believed
I'm trying not to dream
and I wake up every morning alone



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