You couldn’t carry it down much deeper,
To dig hole under your own feet,
And when she trembles her arms at your face
She drags you with her so sweet,
Could you tell me?
Why the sun goes under me whenever you open your eyes
And
How a once flight bird lives like a bat in the night
You couldn’t...
...your questions!? “Sometimes I sit and wonder: how does it make me feel? I think about how maybe someday the pain of thought will go away. And if it won’t... But maybe, if you did not hurt me, if you did not lie to me, if you did not kick me when I was down, I would have learned how to see the...
“Sometimes I sit and wonder: how does it make me feel? I think about how maybe someday the pain of thought will go away. And if it won’t... But maybe, if you did not hurt me, if you did not lie to me, if you did not kick me when I was down, I would have learned how to see the light. The more I...