Going and Gone

Thu, 03/06/2014 - 17:59 -- caloeh

Oh the pain, 
the pain upon my skin,
the pain upon my lungs,
the pain upon my heart.

Nothing hurts no more,
nothing can bring me down,
am I already use to this pain?

I'm going, going, going,
almost there,
I'm going, going, going,
gone.

 

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savigirl14

Please don't be gone. Work through the pain because I bet you're a special person.

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