Burned
A heart full of sorrow
A heart full of pain
Yet I stand here and remain.
You are a wind hitting me
As I stand at the edge
I'll hang to you like I'll hang to this ledge.
My world seems to crumble
As you slowly slip away
I'm struggling for breath this very day.
You were a friend
I grew to attached
Now i feel like a struck match.
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