Tick tock
Tick tock
That's the sound of the clock.
It goes on and on
Like my thoughts
He's gone, you wasn't what he wanted
Just forget him!
Let it go!
Find a new!
Fall in love!
Oh but how?
I'm still stuck
Stuck in the feeling
Feeling the love.
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Tears » poetry by Anne Sofie Zaar
شِعر"I'm crying" I write With dry Eyes Cause within My soul I'm crying So loud [Trigger Warning] 2015 © GreyCigarette @ cover by GreyCigarette
