Wicked ears. Wicked ears. You turn your ugly head. Mouth wide open Nothing said That matters in this bed. Blab away. Blab away. I’ll cry my silent tears. Heart split open Growing fears That no one ever hears. Close your eyes. Close your eyes. Deny what’s in your face. Brow beat open Life abase Lonely, this empty space.
Reason for writing:
Relationship problems and a break down in communication.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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