He waved goodbye while the train was leaving...leaving behind thousands of tears that'll lead my spirit to a complete loss...'Wish you were here', you dared to tell me...'Wish I could forgive you', I said in response.
Let me be with my suffering, it's all I have left...that and my poor faith in insanity...and solitude.
Marisol
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