Turn Around
Where can I go when there's no breath around
Even that
Can not compare to sound
Leaving all my pictures on the wall
In my hat...
The garbage on the ground
How about the time you heard my sound
Eavesdropping from ears to hurt the wound
Even though my heart shall become flat
Know I see you when you look around
Copyright © Johnny Sumler | Year Posted 2022
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