What very little
That was mine
Is being ripped from me.
And I’m left
rocking on the floor,
Wondering
Who will save me.
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What very little
That was mine
Is being ripped from me.
And I’m left
rocking on the floor,
Wondering
Who will save me.
Now how come you’re talking about rescue and being saved just when I’ve posted about that very subject…..
Ah, so I see. Patience is thin so I’d like a fresh order of hasty, please?
Aww
I know that feeling! But expectations from anything will put as more down :)
I try to be as independent as to avoid it
Okay :)