21.4.14- Year of Sorrow
Year of Sorrow


And this is where I built my prison

This is where I’m still waiting

A heaven for all the dreams that died screaming

And a hell for all the ones that lived to see me fail

A place where I haunt the staircases looking for you

And you rip pages out of a desolate copy

A place where I know I’ll lose you every time.

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