SWEET tear save me
before you fall upon
empty skies…
Show me what
I am dying for
I am lonely
and spent
Life has
kissed me
and then left me…
to fend for myself
Give me some hope
if only to live
another day…
::01-15-2014::
SWEET tear save me
before you fall upon
empty skies…
Show me what
I am dying for
I am lonely
and spent
Life has
kissed me
and then left me…
to fend for myself
Give me some hope
if only to live
another day…
::01-15-2014::
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IF I cried
the world
I do believe
would sigh
no passion -only
indifference
I believe
and I refrain
— delicate mind
wishes do believe
::02-15-2014::
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