Will it ever be the same
for little that my tears maybe
but i have filled the seas of seas
far form the ocean of my drying soul
i see you laughing while i gasp for air
it was like you were never there
will it ever rhyme the same
for i am a shame
to the fame
you have painted
like i was just a farce
now all that is left is a lifeless corps of pain and sorrow
