hold on to his scorpe
I hold on to his scorpe a skeleton of hope no flesh no love nofeeling within I held on to a maybe that would never be I walked behind the shadows only to get a glimpse a glimpse of a life that I missed a proff that I could've been but now I will never be the one and only thing in his world that could ever be I hold on to the skeleton of hope I my eyes couldn't bear seeing him leave so tears masked my visison as she dissapeared even after so many months and years I still look out the window wondering if he's looking at the same sun I am
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