12/17/2018

I can't

Still there like a blood in the river.
Like a blood trough the heart.
Like the nothing to the infinity.
Like the rotten to the soul.
Like that though to no where.
Like the dry skin to the love.
Like the no more words to this song.
Because you're still there.

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