Where
So this is where you fell.
Walked through the flames
and entered hell.
Broken hearted
and rusted to the bone.
With a selfish act your once again
all alone.
I hope your happy.
I hope your proud.
We never thought silence
could sound so loud.
Copyright © Trent Kinds | Year Posted 2014
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