dying to please
trying to leave leaves
falling to cement floor tiles in the breeze
i know not seems.
- study disorder and chaos
don't wander off, recognize loss
and gain, it's pain
but i entreat you, dear, hear me clear
and wait
it's not too late.
it's never too late.
so breathe.
1 comment:
i don't think anyone has ever referenced both hamlet and three days grace in the same thought.
p.s. where'd you get the inspiration for this one?
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