I can feel the way
He opens up to me
I can feel the pain
When he looks up at me
And the sound of his voice shake
As he trembles with fear
I remember that day
Sweet tea and strawberries on a plate
I remember that day
He was hesitant to stay
I remember that day
As if it were yesterday
Should've trusted the moment
The one time
I sat by the tall monument
Sadly it wasn't a crime
That you jumped off
21 meters high
As I watched you fly
Your paint flew into the sky
Some would say it's an artistic sight
I stood there
I stood there
I stood there
I'm awake but after what you've done
I realised I was dead
But not as dead as you
When you landed on the flowerbed
Shocked as I was
Such a tattooed surprise
To see you go down with my own 2 eyes
- I wish you talked to me before you left
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Emotional Machine
ПоэзияA woman who is living in her parents house and working full time has no idea what she is doing. Her life continues only in her day dream and how she tries to learn who she is and where she wants to be. Most of this book is filled with Poetry made by...
