Monday, March 28, 2016

So terrified, I can’t remember when I sold myself away
Now life is on my shoulder, and strangers dancing on my days
Bet my living on love but tonight it’s the lovers funeral

Drove away from everything to live the life, what ‘love’ ever wanted
In a picture of crimson silhouette; the cold winter that marked our anniversary in red;
The wedding bells and unfortunate events
Oh yes, I seethe pondering, how can tragedy befell to me, I was always here

You and your change, you and your friends
My gratitude to your heart and your distance
I must ride very far and from your city curtains
Now I have this hurt, this ache to wash away
I must become a different man, before we meet again.


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