Standing
Where do I stand in your life
is it beside you
or is it out of sight
if I walk away
will you be the one
to come get me that day
I might be leaving and won’t come back
so don’t realize you want me
when my heart has already turned black
I wish it was easy to say
but am I where I stand
like the other day?
Monday 12th March 2018 3:40 am
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