or sign in with e-mail
by Lily Ashford Sep 2, 2012 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
My throat is dry My body weak There is nothing left No words to speak My bones they ache My eyes they weep Memories of the past They cut so deep I lie there cold My skin so bare Why do I call you? When you're not there I pray you find me And save my heart For it kills me slowly Us being apart .