Emily Jane White
never dead
sunmorning sunnever dead on the horizoni'm done with not, i'm done with black, and please morning come to me'cos just last night bad news, it blew right through mecome friendship comenever deadperhaps just neglectedoh dear god he took himself out so coldlyhe said that the world expects too much, too much from meoh in the wake it felt honestlyand oh how those trains pass so quicklyand i never saw him coming 'round the bendno regret in the endgone are you truly gone?but you're never dead perhaps just connectedto something like the wind that passes through meand the wind translates your whispering for mejust last night this news was given to meand this fact is still too new, too new to me
From Letras Mania