A while goes a long way
Thinking of what you've could've said, Could've done to save us
But when you're numb to the pain
You don't mind if they're dead, If you're dead
Blind and Alone
That's how you left me
But like all things, you adapt
So now I don't mind, being blind in my 2 eyes
Because now I don't have to see what havoc you reek
You will always be the bitter saddest part of me
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PoesíaThis is the tale of emotions gone rogue. They stole a depressing '69 Mini Cooper Country Man. Denial is driving. Anger is smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat. Identity is nowhere to be found. The red flags are in the trunk. Okay, not seriously...
