What we use to be, What we became.

I see so many people be so happy at first, then after time its like this isnt what i wanted?

I feel this silence weather

better then you rubbing my edge

I hear the wings make feathers

better then your "I love you"

I doubt you could win a heart anytime soon

When I'm with you I feel like the man on the moon

You wasted a bottle

I still see some left at the bottom

I can't hear your screams

I remember a time where we use to beilive in make beilive.

 

 

Author's Note

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