'And rescue me from me, and all that i believe
I wont deny the pain
I wont deny the change
and should i fall from grace, here with you
Would you leave me too?'
on sleepless nights
and medicated days
longing just to hear
(those unspoken words
i'll never hear you say)
Heartache in your voice
a tremble, a sigh
I'm sick of goodbyes
Your ghost still lingers here
on bedsheets, clothes, curtains
painting lullabies of our last goodbye
and haunting my dreams again















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