Postmark
Time,
In this room and I,
I am everything you wanted.
I am everything you could have changed
She’s here you know, you know…holding my hand
But where is she now ?
Where are you now ?
Well old man, how long ago was the postmark ?
It only takes a bullet to end
The suffering you have caused yourself.
In this room and I,
I am everything you wanted.
I am everything you could have changed
She’s here you know, you know…holding my hand
But where is she now ?
Where are you now ?
Well old man, how long ago was the postmark ?
It only takes a bullet to end
The suffering you have caused yourself.
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