Looking at the moon in the sky
Running down my cheeks I cry
Wishing sometimes I should die
For the things I done to you, my crimes
Leaving you in an empty room
The love and pain you've endured too soon
As light will soon just find its way
My love may come for you some day
Copyright of Samuel Chew.
*inspiration while trying to sleep*
Running down my cheeks I cry
Wishing sometimes I should die
For the things I done to you, my crimes
Leaving you in an empty room
The love and pain you've endured too soon
As light will soon just find its way
My love may come for you some day
Copyright of Samuel Chew.
*inspiration while trying to sleep*
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