Sitting on my table,
Playing with a marble.
I need to write something,
But my brain got nothing.
I opened my laptop,
Because I want this to stop.
Need to bury myself with work,
'Cause I know its not gonna work.
I tried so hard to forget
Something I can't get.
Because to have you is a dream,
I should wake myself and scream.
But what can I do?
If my heart is missing you.
This is an illusion,
And I don't have a solution.
- Author: Nabi (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 13th, 2022 02:09
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 20
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