Broken branches in the summer
Broken hearts coming from her
Losing hope, losing faith
Back together by the eighth
Skip past every memory
The good, and the devilry
And even if you never had a heart
We could have had a restart
Go holding hands through the streets
Waiting for cars, then tell secrets to keep
Walking by strangers and friends
Relationships that never end
But when I realize the cold hard truth
I see that life had put me in a noose
So when I'm walking back to home
I never forget that I'm all alone
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Never Better
Ngẫu nhiênPoems. Just poems. Like I said, just poems. *** This book of poems will hopefully light your heart with joy and make you happy, or make you tear up from... onions. Let's call our desperately sad poems onions. At least then, you have a reason to cry...
