Its your loss, but I am the one who cries
I suffer not the dark but the daylight
all you never were
And everything you will not be
And as I lay that man to rest
I wish I could crawl into the ground beside him, lay my head gentle upon his chest
Because he was my hero and I will mourn his death
About the Creator
Elsa Michaela | @surfthought
When you hear a song
One that stops you in your tracks
That seems spoken from your own mind
Do you listen and listen again?
Follow its streams until a tide,
Inside you
Rushes to fill in the small hollow parts
…Yeah, me too
INSTA - @surfthought
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