The rain washes on her shell of pain
Leaving her heartless from the “playa chess game”
Tears so thick like honey drops to a flame
Fears stuff into a pit which she will never face
And will this broken soul ever love again??
Im afraid not
The depression is like a mothers agony when she…
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