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12-21-2015, 06:44 PM
Where have you been,
I’ve been asking myself for years,
Scratching my chin,
And dropping a thousand tears.
Will you ever find your way back,
After you made everything black,
You can gasp all you want in my ear,
Know that I can’t hear.
Am I the only one suffering from paralyze,
Standing face to face,
Begging your photo to stop looking me in the eyes,
I’ve closed them just in case.
Who can refuse the urge of playing with you,
And the feeling of how our bound grew,
The last thing you saw where ashes and smog,
Farewell my beautiful dog.
I’ve been asking myself for years,
Scratching my chin,
And dropping a thousand tears.
Will you ever find your way back,
After you made everything black,
You can gasp all you want in my ear,
Know that I can’t hear.
Am I the only one suffering from paralyze,
Standing face to face,
Begging your photo to stop looking me in the eyes,
I’ve closed them just in case.
Who can refuse the urge of playing with you,
And the feeling of how our bound grew,
The last thing you saw where ashes and smog,
Farewell my beautiful dog.