Self Torment
Your love forever lost, my arm's reach out but all i get is frost, a cold receptionno smile no warmth, i move on in life but your love will haunt, i slip i slide i fall to the ground, i fall and i fall but with out a sound, i scream but no one hears, i reach out my hands and realise my fears, for my selfish thought's will bring no love.
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