Nails are bitten.
The feelings inside, unwritten.
Harsh thoughts dance about your face.
Each one interlace.
As you ponder life's meaning.
Your chaotic mind intervening.
Where have you gone?
You look so withdrawn.
Please don't get lost.
Some day again, our paths will be crossed.
The feelings inside, unwritten.
Harsh thoughts dance about your face.
Each one interlace.
As you ponder life's meaning.
Your chaotic mind intervening.
Where have you gone?
You look so withdrawn.
Please don't get lost.
Some day again, our paths will be crossed.
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