Earth like shattered glass
The thunder can't it back
Crying tears from hurricanes
I've left you there
You feel no pain
But I do
Cause I still hear you
Inside my brain
Inside the walls of every empty house
Out of the dark
But you're cloaked in the shadows
Death don't look good on you
Water rising
Hell backfiring
Winning a battle that wasn't mine to win
And I can't go back
To the shattered glass
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryBear with me through these midnight moments and daily empty talks because if you don't, who will?
