A lot of promises were broken
A lot of words left unspoken
A few salty tears
An end of their fears
It's all left to die.
A gentle smile
yet so futile
it wont help us overcome,
Everything that we've become.
It's all left to die.
Hand in hand,
Footprints in the sand
The feeling that will elope
The last bit of hope.
It's all left to die.
No comments:
Post a Comment