The same tune over my head

The same memory over and over

A farewell rounding like at the end of October

Some moments are as painful as death

I can’t stay focused

I’m spinning down an endless stair

Like when I was learning to love

But I ended up alone instead

Corrupted past

Like raindrops on the street

Too pure to the unkind

So likely to blow my mind

Black sound of the end of our bond

No one left around

Only this constant glimpse from us fading away

Like a virus infecting my self every day…


3 Comments Add yours

  1. Jessica says:

    Ugh, it hurts so good!… in short I love it haha πŸ˜€

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    1. lynyo says:

      Well, in that case, my job is done here! Jajsjaja thank you!!!!

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      1. Jessica says:


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