There will always...
A road with an empty heart
A walk with no one else
A smile with meaning
And a cry you can't barely hold
Its lonely. And I'm losing my hope. My feet moving, but my mind stop thinking. The days go on and on, I'm just hold my hands tight so I could feel me. I bear in my mind that I have to be grateful enough because I'm still alive.
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