Saturday, September 14, 2019

Tonight.. as I lay here alone

I am bawling here 
but my eyes are dry
I saw images of a world, 
that I believe would come to pass
I know I am a cynic
but who is to blame
I may be lazy
but I feel too close
too close to the truth
They say that I run 
run from trouble
I know it's true
I miss you, 
Miss you everyday
I want to be with you
be there now
I am bawling here 
with my eyes dry
I want to sleep next to you
Not thinking about this world
Everything will burn down
I don't want to see it
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