Caricamento in corso...

One in a Million

Forever is so far away,
when you’ve been here everyday.
Staring into those loving eyes,
that never look away.
 
Passing time with open wounds,
they bleed like your sweet purfume.
Whispering my hate for you,
while I’m dying in this little room.
 
Salvation is but a dream,
one I have yet to see.
Can you excuse me miss,
I seem to be coming apart at the seams.

(2014)

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