shattered heart
Maybe i stray away one day Maybe i feel blue in the face But they say Broken crayon still colour The lowest sound still echoes I found myself in a melancholy situation Like a victim of a gream reaper Sad as a groans of dying innocence Sad as a mother watching her child astray My heart shattered As a ship shattered to storm I couldn't help But to watch my heart bask In a bucket of sorrow I have no idea what to do To get me sane and happy But they say Broken crayon still colour and The lowest sound still echoes Aluko saad ✍️
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