Rivers
Rivers flow from these crimson eyes,
I cannot control the tides,
Visions of you control my thoughts,
I don’t know what to do,
Tsunami waves come crashing down,
Gone are my defences,
Wearing me down,
Water marks scar my heart repeatedly,
Bleeding dry from my eyes,
Will it be like this to the day I die?
Betrayed by love,
Why oh why,
I am a decent guy,
Is it that easy for you to say goodbye.
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