The
grief.
The fear of losing you.
It ruins my life -
Cuts through the break,
Leaving a fresh trail of blood.
No one here.
Can you save me?
Is it impossible?
Will you be invincible for me?
Hurry up and save me.
It's cold. I'm tired.
Not in the mood to talk.
No one to talk to, anyway.
Questions fill your head -
No answers.
What to chose?
Your head or your
heart?
The grief. The fear of losing you. It ruins my life - Cuts
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Sep 29, 2009 8:56pm
