The dreams that once twinkled my eyes
now hurt more than just anything...
The songs that once amused my heart
now hurt more than just anything...
The moments that once sparkled my life
now hurt more than just anything...
The person that once enlightened my soul
now hurts more than just anything...
2 comments:
I still like when you weave your own words.. but I would love to see a ray of hope in the end.
Woww ... now that's what I call the language of heart ... Wooww
Ritz..
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