Lost,
Within this frost
The worst is yet to come,
I better run
My tracks, no longer trailing behind me
Am I safe?
Within this haze?
It's cold,
No one to hold,
Time running out It's in my gut,
Feeling low, dropping slow, off in the glow, racing the worst,
Safe at last?
Approaching fast
No time to stop
Off they go
The worst is yet to come
I gave you everything You treated it like nothing Used me to the core; you squeezed me dry Manipulation and deprivation A loop of hurt;...
Time flying Your presence neglected I'll see you next week At least, I hope You're growing old Our memories, so little Grab my hand...
It's been a year since I could see properly Since I had a breath of fresh air You were never there, that I could hardly bare Just an...
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