Dwindling light.
Another lonely night.
Another hopelessly moon.
Drowning is the love we had in the ocean of excuses.
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Dwindling light.
Another lonely night.
Another hopelessly moon.
Drowning is the love we had in the ocean of excuses.
The future is sailing along the river of tears with half-mast flags.
The past and deceived emotions are becoming friends.
All alone with my thoughts, my heart and hopes commence to soar.
The path I thought we would forever walk get to be narrower,
What happened to us?
The dark is the I have to habituate.