There are times I forgot words exists,
That I no longer know what to write.
When emotions speak louder,
As my body swayed to the tide.
Its a little crazy, melancholy, and painful,
But I am who I am.
I am made to move to my pain,
The sorrow that comes along.
That I no longer know what to write.
When emotions speak louder,
As my body swayed to the tide.
Its a little crazy, melancholy, and painful,
But I am who I am.
I am made to move to my pain,
The sorrow that comes along.
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