Try as I might,words don’t come out. All these things inside,the pen refuses to write; All my dreams of yesterday are just a touch away.
Wandering in the darkness of my mind,searching for a spark to give this life a reason to continue dreaming,here I am scribbling away the thoughts that refuse to come alive
Standing, watching over you
kill me; 6:26 AM
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