I'll be alright
I'll be fine
I keep telling myself those lines
I won't give up I won't fall
Yet here I am waitingon that nonexistent phone call
I saved the pictures I saved the letters, and the memories
Theybring me pain yet they they are my addiction my disease
I need them to live, yet they are killing me
I'd do anything to go back and make it right
I'd do anything to take back every single fight
I wish I could, I truly do can't you see
You are all that ever mattered to me
Written By:
Ian L. Niswonger

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The Wolf And His Pen
PoesíaEvery Wolf has a sensitive side, if you take the time to see it.