22 stycznia 2014
Far Too Long
I thought that I could run from you,
That I could leave you behind,
But you always seem to find me,
And take over my life,
I thought emptiness was a phase,
Like smoking dope to ease the pain,
I thought you would be gone by now,
I hoped I would be better somehow,
What do you do when you don't want to go on?
When your legs are to weak,
And the pain is to strong,
Do you wait for a little hope?
That you know will never come?
I don't understand,
How they all move on,
I don't understand,
How they don't feel wronged,
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