Killed...

TheWritingInstrument

Trying to think.

Trying to understand.

You make me sink.

I'm in wonderland.

Making all these mistakes.

Leaving my home.

I want to be replaced.

I'm all alone.

Laying in my bed.

Taking more than enough pills

It's easier done than said.

And there I lay killed.

 

  • Author: TheWritingInstrument (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 14th, 2016 09:54
  • Category: Unclassified
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