My insides all turn to ash, so slow...
I've become so numb I can't feel you there, becoming so tired so much more aware..
And I live it all out to find, but I am not the only person with these things in mind..
So let mercy come and wash away what I've done..
Cuz in the end, in doesn't even matter..
In the end, nothing matters!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is another side of you that I've not known yet!
Good work!
something I'd rather not broadcast.. but it comes out..
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ReplyDeleteu hafta get it out...it isn't worth the space inside :)
nice..iLiked..the mixing of lyrics frm here n there...
keep writing such stuff...ficly is waiting for u .. u kno :)
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ReplyDeleteThanks.. Ficly.. dekhate if I get any ideas..