Sunday, August 7

Waking up

Wondering was she really here? Is she standing in my room? The giving up is the hardest part. All at once, you have to say goodbye. Wondering could you stay in my life? Will you wake up by my side? No she can't. Cause she's gone. Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hands? Would you get them if I did? No you won't. Cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone. 

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