It's no passion
But i surrender.
It's a tragedy.
You found me finding you,
when you were in a bad place.
I was your saviour for a moment.
But now the storys ending.
We scream, we fight,
we surrender.
Back to basics,
i'm heartless again.
.
.
The wind is tearing me apart.
It's a silent night,
alone again,
in the dark.
This mess,
is it fixable?
Just hold my hand,
and never let go..
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