I'm hurt, it's true. How does it sound?
Hearing my hopes fall to the ground
I knew it will happen, I'll try not to cry
I lay in bed, instead, wondering why
To keep you, I fought, both nail and tooth
And I truly loved you, God knows it's truth.
Litterator.
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The Lonely Hour
ŞiirIt is in the silence of the lonely hour that one's thoughts are the loudest. Litterator