Time stood still
Framing the dusty pink roses on the wall
Darker by days, broken after a few more
And here I am, waiting for things I couldn’t ignore
I long for the uncertainty
I dream each day only to wake up feeling sorry
Afraid of being forsaken
Guilty as if I’m abandoned
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