exits that don't seem right in the first place...
yet there was no hesitation on your part...
the traveling eyes...
cause i know the reason why...
whenever i whisper your name when i miss you ...
it just went along with the wind that didn't stop
because you never wanted to hear those whispers...
it was your eyes instead that stop at all the ugly exits that you can't get out from...
this time around the rain didn't bring salvation....
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