I want that open mind back
The one I used to have
Back as a kid
The one that's long lost
Apart from that
I'm mostly doing great
With you by my side
And my head on your shoulder
Although it bothers me
That I'm more afraid of living
Than of dying
And no-one understands that
Me neither so
Tell me I'm cynical
I'll tell you I'm a liar
And we'll eventually move on
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Poetry»If in doubt, please make art Cause when the world falls apart You might mend a broken heart« Poetry from the notes app on my phone
