A Mouthful Of Words

A mouthful of words we said,
Neither of us heard what the other said,
We are broken down by crushes which are not meant to be there,
Crumbling and crashing down we went,
Back up we can’t climb,
The string, rope that supposed to support us back up is tearing,
Getting worn out,
I try to pick you up but you let e fall,
Maybe I’m not holding on too tight,
Maybe you’ve let me fall into the black whole,
Guess you’ll never see me again,


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