Are Any More Words Necessary?




Tell me, babe, are any more words necessary? Doesn't all those words I wasted here tell everything? Doesn't all the musics I waste on you tell all my pain? Why do you still look at me? Why now, that I am broken and done? Why can't I let you go?? Why, like a fool, I still bear your eyes on me?

I need to spread my wings and fly... And let you behind...

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