Will you still be there for me?
Even in tragedy?
All the pieces that are missing
Would you have them found?
Cause I wasn't always like this
People ripped me apart
It's gonna be hard to get me
to have a change of heart
ČTEŠ
ⓝⓞⓝ-ⓔⓧⓘⓢⓣⓔⓝⓣ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ (ᴬ ᴾᴼᴱᵀᴿᵞ ᴮᴼᴼᴷ)
PoezieI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
