Left here on the shelf
you put me for safekeeping.
I sit here
always weeping.
Anger, pain, sorrow, rain
I burn with despair
Yes, I care
but now I can't
I won't
Sit here
dying, fading, crying.
Waiting for the fate
I can't
Love you or not
I go.
The Girl Said!
4 weeks ago
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