Screaming under my breathe,
gasping for air,
my heart behind the bars.
Wanting that story book ending, so close I can almost feel it…
it in my veins...
I don’t really have anything to say anymore.
Its like sew my mouth shut…
put my heart behind bars?
Lives the crime it’s a story book ending we want, but can’t quite get?
Thinking so much of the things you said?
Trying to understand; even though it’s over
Happiness is another thing in life we can’t afford
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