... i think

when rivers run dry

when the world stops turning 

you still wont hear me cry

from all you left, i'll keep running

new words whispered gently 

into a new lifes little ears

no more begging god to help me

no more crying about past years

i'll survive on my own 

and learn how to be happy 

even though i was thrown

out into a barren sea

i think it is time i admit

to all the lies

i think it is time for a talk, so sit

i think it is time for good byes .

...

..

.

so just leave me get an early start

and let me live

i can survive even though you murdered my heart .

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Reviews

[*Evelen*]

This is very touching sad yet hopeful. Well done.