domingo, 1 de novembro de 2020

dust.

Lost my words
Lost my voice

And I'm trying to filling the empty space
With dust memories of you.

I've been walking in circles
Searching for a direction
And getting stuck in things
that never made real sense to me.

You treated me like a kid.

Give me back my things
Give me back my life
Give me back my light.

Can't believe I almost lost my control
To help you find yours.

And now, you show up once in while
Saying meaningless words
And I just don't know why.
To hurt me?
To keep me in your queue?

I got a feeling that our history
It's never gonna end.

Miss my voice
Miss my words

And I know they are coming back.

And the next thing that I will miss
Is this dust memorie of you.

And I don't wanna miss this.


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