Lay and don't say a word,
Tears run down your cheek,
As the world turns absurd,
And you grow weak.
Even the softest pillow,
Seems to not break your fall,
He had you at hello,
Now on your knees you crawl.
And as the sirens blare,
This war is far from won,
The bleeding heart you bear,
Makes you think you're done.
The walls are coming in,
And you can't stand to breath,
Drenched in regret again,
Everything once cherished begins to leave.
But over time the pain goes,
And better you feel,
With any way the wind blows,
The scars always heal.
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