But i was so sad
I was so numb
To think that i need you
To feel that I've lost you
Because with a drink in my hand
I feel like I'm around the souls of the broken
And i was strangled with the loneliness
Choked by my own side of memories
For you, I'd be the hero
But without you,
I'd lose myself
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PoetryYour life is a line, And you put those line In the form of words. And you express your life, With the line you wrote Written by a sinful hand But an innocent eye. Thoughts of a butterfly, Written with the language Of the lion Poems are mine except...
