The next day
It's all a dream
It can't be real
The tears have dried
The blood has stopped flowing
But last night
We talked
And yelled
And cried
We said everything ever held back
Tomorrow
The words will be gone
This will have never happened
The scars the only reminders
Of all the chaos that dripped into our minds
The next day
It will all be a dream
It isn't real
There are no more tears
Just hidden scars
And broken thoughts
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Falling
Things that happen to me from time to time and my writing. Enjoy, pm if you have any questions.
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