Mar 2021
You tore me into pieces,
You tore all even my last pages;
You leave me nothing
But a bleeding heart,
You leave without turning back
And took the last piece in my lungs.
You tore all even my last pages;
You leave me nothing
But a bleeding heart,
You leave without turning back
And took the last piece in my lungs.
Hi, it's been a while. It feels good to be back.
