WHATEVER IS LEFT OF US
It started like a sweet symphony
Now it's all a huge ruckus
Let me save
Whatever is left of us
You said something
I understood something else
We loved to live on edge
Scared of fall, now searching for rails
This too shall pass
Maybe I am just making a fuss
But I am too scared to lose
Whatever is left of us
~TallGuy
YOU ARE READING
A bit of me, a bit of you
PoetryA bit of me: Just straight from my heart, I think something and write that, set of lines coming in my mind A bit of you: Your soul searching for something, reached here and saw this, a bit of you lived with me while reading a bit of me
