Sunday, July 14, 2019

canyon


I am homesick for the arms
that don't want to hold me
and there's nothing about it I can do
I'm waking up to the fact
I may always end up lonely
always hurting with my memories of you
your love is a canyon
and I am falling
alone and abandoned
the future is calling
but there's nothing inside it
there's nothing inside it
but still I keep looking inside


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