The memories
The dark and painful moments...
I'm only halfway broken,
just a little gone...
The pain, the tear
The deeds, end near...
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My hands were tied...
In this tiny room I sit
To my wrongs I must admit...
city lights twinkle slowly
the neon wilderness speaks only...
I'm sitting outside
this lonely, shattered house...
Forget that I exist.
Forget that I am hear...
I see the tears that fall tonight,
I see how her eyes shine so bright...
A friend is a person
Who treats you like dirt...
In times of struggle
You're never right...
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If you listen closely...