I've been letting the rain fall out of me
let the water seep through the cracks
and leave a hole in my chest
which harvests only pain
I was always waiting
for his sun to come out
to bathe in his warmth
Wednesday, 2 December 2009
My Love
My love
is like a beautiful shoe that doesn't fit
crippling me
my love
is a curse and a blessing
where would I be without my love
my love
makes me someone
makes me a bird with broken wings
is like a beautiful shoe that doesn't fit
crippling me
my love
is a curse and a blessing
where would I be without my love
my love
makes me someone
makes me a bird with broken wings
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