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CRY

Cried a river 

Tired my soul

To fall asleep wilder and senseless

I haven’t cried for a dead so loud

For you, I had cried louder to foster waves and pull you toward my shore

My love wasn’t weak

To not show you how much my weakness 

So many times

Not enough for you to turn back your boat

 

Tears drenched me 

Yet my eyes wouldn’t pity me 

I would reach out to you in my dreams

Wake up unsuccessful 

Cry more

Cry to see me suffer for a stranger, 

Who had made up their mind to let me go

 

So I cried more for losing you 

Louder and wilder 

Until it turned into a fuzzy dream 

That I don’t recall anymore

🌷(2)

◄ It was the alcohol

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