you already owned half of my life
I just want revenge, that is, if I get the chance
but finally, a new chapter opens
and you beat me to death again
I just pray that something happens
just let me own my life again
YOU ARE READING
tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you
Poetryyou left, and tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you is what's left of me. cover by @babyblue997
let me-thirty seven
you already owned half of my life
I just want revenge, that is, if I get the chance
but finally, a new chapter opens
and you beat me to death again
I just pray that something happens
just let me own my life again