There's a sorrow in my soul
That was left by your death
Nothing could repair the
Holes that were left with the loss
I don't know how to fix
Without all my bandages
I can't forget your love
YOU ARE READING
Too late
PoetryCan you imagine the unimaginable? Dream the unthinkable? I guess it just comes down to words....
Your Gone
There's a sorrow in my soul
That was left by your death
Nothing could repair the
Holes that were left with the loss
I don't know how to fix
Without all my bandages
I can't forget your love
