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
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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