Not Yet
Rock bottom is where you say you've hit
But you're smiling
But you've got someone to grieve with
Your even crying
No, your tearingĀ
From laughter of all things
You know, you've found that slit of comfort in a moment of many
But then you start to think
Then bleed a littleĀ
But you haven't reached bottom
What happened to that smile that once was?
The one that only last for one minute
It ...
Tuesday 11th April 2017 4:39 am
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