Innocence

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Being alone is one of my fears
But alone is what I've been for years
Not a soul came to divide
Some of the weight I bear

Laughter, joy filled the air
Flowers, rainbows, things I cheer
Like a sweet melody I glide
Till my innocence was ripped apart

Got lost in the screams I hear
The sound of my dreams when they tear
Waiting to say world "goodbye"
Till than another skin I'll wear

From The Insideजहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें