Expended



can't you hear me
screaming
calling you in
but you turn
and walk away
again
I am so tired
of again
so tired of again
God
set me free
let me go
I am tired
of writing
songs
to dead
people
listen to me
hear me
screaming
come
and save me

 

 

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