Monday, March 9, 2015

To late

One step forward two steps back I'm walking. The farther away I get from you the closer I came. Can you tell me why I always come back? Will you walk through the dark just to visit me in my home? Please wait I'm trying to come undone, but it's to late can you tell me why I'm suffocating. Chocking on your lies as I waited. I"m trying to hold to hold it together my head is like a little feather. Looks like I'm not getting better. It become to late.

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