My Tears Are Dry

My tears. 
Are dry. 
I wish I can fly. 
So very high. 
My heart. 
Is duck taped. 
I'm not wearing a cape 
My hearts been scraped 
I miss you 
I miss you 
This ain't new 
This ain't new 
I have the flu 
My love 
My love 
I'm sick of 
Not being worthy of you 
I think of you 
Day and night 
Night and day 
Morning and evening 
Evening and morning 
When night comes 
I dream 
When day comes 
I wish 
My life is 
Nothing 
Without you. 
I know 
I know 
You moved on 
I know 
I know 
You are just a friend now 
I know 
I know 
I shouldn't speak 
I know 
I know 
I get in trouble when I do 
Baby I just miss you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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