In A Car

Catastrophe

You are in a car On your way to church To Tell your sins to god... You promised, "i wont hold you down I wont let you to drown" But I am on the ground In the dirty bathroom Falling apart... There were best days in my life With you Staring at the full moon. You were trying to be young I was trying something new. Your touch was melting my frozen heart. Your kiss was making me dumb. You changed and destroyed my life at the same time. I was mad because you were not fully mine. You make me to shine very bright You were the sun, You were the light. But now you are gone and i pretend that i am still shining. You are not there for me anymore and i act like i am not crying. You are in your car With her On your way to have fun. I imagine you smiling at her And pretend that you are in love...

2018-02-13 06:10:02

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