Et maintenant le temps passe si longuement,

why am i broken now

“anyway this is how i became a couch”

i can walk but i can’t run

so slowly time stops for a moment

Let me decide my future

I could hope and cry

I could live and learn

I could live and cry

And those eyes that burn

sorry i hurt you

and sorry i hurt you too

All the books I’ve lost

All the memories gone to dust

now they just play in that tiny box of mine

thanks for coming.


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