Why I’m feeling akward
when the birds fall out of the black sky?
Maybe the wind will shut down
all the holes beneath my smile
maybe she’ll forgive me some day
I’m near the Door
all looks very simple
The only problem is the key
I have no desires anymore
no friends
ever loved by anyone
just the tight noise of a rusty window
reminds me of the love that could have been.
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