I turn to you, waiting for embrace, you look at me and spit in my face, sadness and sorrow, time never borrowed, my heart i lay on the line, but you decline, shadows in the room my feelings are consumed my sadness is never ending, must be a bleak February God knows I've seen my fair share of those............rembering in gray and blackBirth sign: Virgo
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