A few years ago I walked into nothingness
as I stepped inside my room...

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I didn't want to believe it...

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Tell my heart to stop beating
my brain to stop thinking...

I'm miserable and aching
with only myself to blame...

I love the way you hold my hand
no matter whoever sees...

Dear Jane Doe,
I saw that poem you wrote...

I just want you to know that I like you
and I hope you like me to...

Someday you're going to cry
and you'll wish that I was yours...

My face is cracking.
My smile is breaking...

I convince myself that it's your fault
but I have only myself to blame...

Awakened every night
by whimpering little cries...