Apr 6 • General discussion
I hold the thought of you
sometimes we try to be machines who don’t feel or think and it works until you lay in bed and you can’t sleep. I wonder if it’s still worth it to hold on.
This was the feeling behind this
I hold the thought of you
In the palm of my hand
And it fades away
Like sand
I lay awake
Wondering if you think of me
I guess it’s bittersweet
Because at the end of the day
At least the thought of you
Is here with me
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I hold the thought of you
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