shattered windows sounds of drums
this is what we have become
i see the death and try to run
all the while my brain is numb
and not just that so is my heart
from seeing body's torn apart
and all for what i cannot say
but still i wish to run away
and still i wish to see the day
... i will never see the day
when all the pain of yesterday
no longer plays inside my mind
and i can leave it all behind
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Author:
Mr,apocalapse (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 15th, 2025 20:37
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