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by Poet on the Piano Sep 20, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I let liquid sorrow drown my heartbeat as my knees drop on the numb rooftop, morning comes so bitterly. Emotions trap me like a songbird caught on a thorn bush, and regret clouds the colour of love. All I ever wanted was to be yours. Letters scarred and scattered by dark are signed hopelessly to you, through every breath, I live longer than you.