The edge of horizon
Just goodbye in his eye
The season of lying
Winter in my sky
Froze from lack of trying
It hurts therefore I cry
No words from where I’m sighing
So cold I’ll likely die
© Delia Ross. 2019
Words are the only thing left holding me together
The edge of horizon
Just goodbye in his eye
The season of lying
Winter in my sky
Froze from lack of trying
It hurts therefore I cry
No words from where I’m sighing
So cold I’ll likely die
© Delia Ross. 2019
It hurts so bad
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